Look Not Down But Up!

A Man In Armor Is His Armor's Slave.

All Poetry Is Putting The Infinite Within The Finite.

Tis Man's To Explore Up And Down, Inch By Inch, With The Taper His Reason.

Let's Contend No More, Love, Strive Nor Weep: All Be As Before Love, - Only Sleep.

Of Power Does Man Possess No Particle: Of Knowledge-just So Much As Show That Still It Ends In Ignorance On Every Side.