No Man So Wise That He May

Forbear, You Things That Stand Upon The Pinnacles Of State, To Boast Your Slippery Height! When You Do Fall, You Dash Yourselves In Pieces, Ne'er To Rise: And He That Lends You Pity, Is Not Wise.

Nor Use Too Swelling, Or Ill-sounded Words . . . .

All Discourses But My Own Afflict Me; They Seem Harsh, Impertinent, And Irksome

My Thoughts And I Were Of Another World.

The Pipe Marks The Point At Which The Orangutan Ends And Man Begins.