God Never Made His Work For Man

Him Of The Western Dome, Whose Weighty Sense Flows In Fit Words And Heavenly Eloquence.

Men Are But Children Of A Larger Growth.

Wit Will Shine Through The Harsh Cadence Of A Rugged Line.

A Knock-down Argument; 'tis But A Word And A Blow.

For Danger Levels Man And Brute And All Are Fellows In Their Need.