And I Must Bear What Is Ordained

He Lives Most Life Whoever Breathes Most Air.

My Sun Sets To Raise Again.

And Marlowe, Webster, Fletcher, Ben, Whose Fire-hearts Sowed Our Furrows When The World Was Worthy Of Such Men.

New Angel Mine, Unhoped For In The World!

Yet Half The Beast Is The Great God Pan, To Laugh, As He Sits By The River, Making A Poet Out Of A Man. The True Gods Sigh For The Cost And The Pain-- For The Reed That Grows Never More Again As A Reed With The Reeds Of The River.