Deep Vers'd In Books, And Shallow In

The Best Apology Against False Accusers Is Silence.

Of Calling Shapes, And Beck'ning Shadows Dire, And Airy Tongues That Syllable Men's Names.

Servant Of God, Well Done! Well Hast Thou Fought The Better Fight, Who Single Hast Maintain'd Against Revolted Multitudes The Cause Of Truth.

Socrates... Whom Well Inspir'd The Oracle Pronounc'd Wisest Of Men.

And Fast By, Hanging In A Golden Chain, This Pendent World, In Bigness As A Star Of Smallest Magnitude, Close By The Moon.