Find me the men on earth who care
Enough for faith or creed today
To seek a barren wilderness
For simple liberty to pray.

"That indescribable expression peculiar to people who hope they have not been asleep, but know they have."

The mighty are brought low by many a thing
Too small to name. Beneath the daisy's disk
Lies hid the pebble for the fatal sling.

"Oh, write of me, not "Died in bitter pains,"
But "Emigrated to another star!""

There is nothing so skillful in its own defense as imperious pride.