His Resolve Is Not To Seem The

Necessity Is Stronger Far Than Art.

The Seed Of Mortals Broods O'er Passing Things, And Hath Nought Surer Than The Smoke-cloud's Shadow.

The Act Of Evil Breeds Others To Follow, Young Sins In Its Own Likeness.

Oh, It Is Easy For The One Who Stands Outside The Prison-wall Of Pain To Exhort And Teach The One Who Suffers.

Making It A Valid Law To Learn By Suffering.