Beyond Is All Abyss, Eternity, Whose End

Smiles From Reason Flow, To Brute Deny'd, And Are Of Love The Food.

Laws Can Discover Sin, But Not Remove It

In Physic, Things Of Melancholic Hue And Quality Are Used Against Melancholy, Sour Against Sour, Salt To Remove Salt Humors.

So Glistered The Dire Snake , And Into Fraud Led Eve, Our Credulous Mother, To The Tree Of Prohibition, Root Of All Our Woe.

There Swift Return Diurnal, Merely To Officiate Light Round This Opacous Earth, This Punctual Spot.