To Live A Life Half Dead, A

It Was From Out The Rind Of One Apple Tasted, That The Knowledge Of Good And Evil, As Two Twins Cleaving Together, Leaped Forth Into The World.

If This Fail, The Pillar'd Firmament Is Rottenness, And Earth's Base Built On Stubble.

Yet I Argue Not Against Heav'n's Hand Or Will, Nor Bate A Jot Of Heart Or Hope; But Still Bear Up And Steer Right Onward.

O Fleeting Joys Of Paradise, Dear Bought With Lasting Woes!

Where More Is Meant Than Meets The Ear.