Lose Who May-i Still Can Say, Those

For I Say This Is Death And The Sole Death,- When A Man's Loss Comes To Him From His Gain, Darkness From Light, From Knowledge Ignorance, And Lack Of Love From Love Made Manifest.

Just For A Handful Of Silver He Left Us, Just For A Riband To Stick In His Coat.

All Service Ranks The Same With God,- With God, Whose Puppets, Best And Worst, Are We: There Is No Last Nor First.

Earth Being So Good, Would Heaven Seem Best?

Most Progress Is Most Failure.