Reason Is Also Choice.

Deep Vers'd In Books, And Shallow In Himself.

Eye Me, Blest Providence, And Square My Trial To My Proportion'd Strength.

Let Us Go Forth And Resolutely Dare With Sweat Of Brow To Toil Our Little Day.

Pandemonium, The High Capital Of Satan And His Peers.

Is It True, O Christ In Heaven, That The Highest Suffer The Most? That The Strongest Wander Furthest And Most Hopelessly Are Lost? That The Mark Of Rank In Nature Is Capacity For Pain? That The Anguish Of The Singer Makes The Sweetness Of The Strain?