Lo, What Huge Heaps Of Littleness Around!

The Enormous Faith Of Many Made For One.

The Heart Resolves This Matter In A Trice, "men Only Feel The Smart, But Not The Vice.

All Chance, Direction, Which Thou Canst Not See

Fair Tresses Man's Imperial Race Ensnare; And Beauty Draws Us With A Single Hair.

Who Are Next To Knaves? Those That Converse With Them.