Death Will Come When Thou Art Dead,

Let There Be Light! Said Liberty , And Like Sunrise From The Sea, Athens Arose!

I Could Lie Down Like A Tired Child, And Weep Away The Life Of Care Which I Have Borne, And Yet Must Bear.

I Stood Within The City Disinterred; And Heard The Autumnal Leaves Like Light Footfalls Of Spirits Passng Through The Streets; And Heard The Mountain's Slumberous Voice At Intervals Thrill Through Those Roofless Halls; The Oracular Thunder Penetrating Shook The Listening Soul In My Suspended Blood.

Necessity, Thou Mother Of The World!

Men Must Reap The Things They Sow, Force From Force Must Ever Flow.