But Clay And Clay Differs In Dignity,

With Love's Light Wings Did I O'er-perch These Walls, For Stony Limits Cannot Hold Love Out

It Is Great To Do That Thing That Ends All Other Deeds, Which Shackles Accidents And Bolts Up Change.

The Best Quarrels, In The Heat, Are Cursed By Those That Feel Their Sharpness.

But Clay And Clay Differs In Dignity, Whose Dust Is Both Alike.

The Fringed Curtains Of Thine Eye Advance, And Say What Thou Seest Yond.