It Were A Journey Like The Path

If Weakness May Excuse, What Murderer, What Traitor, Parricide, Incestuous, Sacrilegious, But May Plead It? All Wickedness Is Weakness; That Plea, Therefore, With God Or Man Will Gain Thee No Remission.

So He With Difficulty And Labour Hard Mov'd On, With Difficulty And Labour He.

Smiles From Reason Flow, To Brute Deny'd, And Are Of Love The Food.

Luck Is The Residue Of Design.

Wild Above Rule Or Art, Enormous Bliss.