Is This A Vision? Is This A

By A Divine Instinct, Men's Minds Mistrust Ensuing Danger; As, By Proof, We See The Waters Swell Before A Boisterous Storm.

Where Civil Blood Makes Civil Hands Unclean

Is This A Vision? Is This A Dream? Do I Sleep?

Against Self-slaughter There Is A Prohibition So Divine That Cravens My Weak Hand.

Give Me A Staff Of Honor For Mine Age, But Not A Sceptre To Control The World.