He Who Makes His Law A Curse,

Mans Desires Are Limited By His Perceptions; None Can Desire What He Has Not Perceived.

The Strongest Poison Ever Known Came From Caesar's Laurel Crown.

The Old And New Testaments Are The Great Code Of Art.

I Turn My Eyes To The Schools & Universities Of Europe And There Behold The Loom Of Locke Whose Woof Rages Dire, Washed By The Water-wheels Of Newton. Black The Cloth In Heavy Wreaths Folds Over Every Nation; Cruel Works Of Many Wheels I View, Wheel Without Wheel, With Cogs Tyrannic Moving By Compulsion Each Other: Not As Those In Eden, Which Wheel Within Wheel In Freedom Revolve, In Harmony & Peace.

The Stars Are Threshed, And The Souls Are Threshed From Their Husks.