Habit With It's Iron Sinews, Clasps Us

There Is A Woman At The Begining Of All Great Things.

Hence Life, As Through A Cloud, For Me I See Vanish, And To The Past's Dark Shade 'tis Chas'd; As A Grand Image Love Remains To Me-- Sole Remnant Of A Dream, By Morn Effac'd.

The Founder Of Twenty Terrestrial Empires And Of O­ne Spiritual Empire, That Is Muhammed. As Regards All Standards By Which Human Greatness May Be Measured, We May Well Ask, Is There Any Man Greater Than He?

I Am Persuaded That If The Brutes Even--if The Dog, The Horse, The Ox, The Elephant, The Bird, Could Speak, They Would Confess, That, At The Bottom Of Their Nature, Their Instincts, Their Sensations, Their Obtuse Intelligence, Assisted By Organs Less Perfect Than Ours, There Is A Clouded, Secret Sentiment Of This Existence Of A Superior And Primordial Being, From Whom All Emanates, And To Whom All Returns.

Philosophy Is The Rational Expression Of Genius.