The Best Apology Against False Accusers Is

Virtue May Be Assailed, But Never Hurt, Surprised By Unjust Force, But Not Enthralled.

Sable-vested Night, Eldest Of Things.

More Safe I Sing With Mortal Voice, Unchang'd To Hoarse Or Mute, Though Fall'n On Evil Days, On Evil Days Though Fall'n, And Evil Tongues.

Day And Night, Seed-time And Harvest, Heat And Hoary Frost Shall Hold Their Course, Till Fire Purge All Things New.

Freely They Stood Who Stood, And Fell Who Fell.