Know Thy Birth! For Dost Thou Art,

Confidence Imparts A Wonderful Inspiration To The Possessor.

Thrones, Dominions, Princedoms, Virtues, Powers-- If These Magnific Titles Yet Remain Not Merely Titular.

A Poet Soaring In The High Reason Of His Fancies, With His Garland And Singing Robes About Him.

The Angel Ended, And In Adam's Ear So Charming Left His Voice, That He Awhile Thought Him Still Speaking, Still Stood Fix'd To Hear.

I Must Not Quarrel With The Will Of Highest Dispensation, Which Herein, Haply Had Ends Above My Reach To Know.