How Long A Time Lies In One

So Shalt Thou Feed On Death, That Feeds On Men.

So Holy Writ In Babes Hath Judgment Shown When Judges Have Been Babes; Great Floods Have Flown From Simple Sources, And Great Seas Have Dried When Miracles Have By The Greatest Been Denied.

The Trust I Have Is In Mine Innocence, And Therefore Am I Bold And Resolute.

Time ... Thou Ceaseless Lackey To Eternity.

Sir, In My Heart There Was A Kind Of Fighting That Would Not Let Me Sleep.