To Be Once In Doubt Is Once

Master, Go On, And I Will Follow Thee To The Last Gasp With Truth And Loyalty.

Let Those That Play Your Clowns Speak No More Than Is Set Down For Them.

Full Many A Glorious Morn I Have Seen Flatter The Mountain-tops With Sovereign Eye, Kissing With Golden Face The Meadows Green, Gilding Pale Streams With Heavenly Alchemy.

My Endeavors Have Ever Come Too Short Of My Desires. Yet Filed With My Abilities.

Like One Who Draws The Model Of A House Beyond His Power To Build It Who, Half Through, Gives O'er, And Leaves His Part-created Cost A Naked Subject To The Weeping Clouds.