To Be Ambitious Of True Honor, Of

Teach Self-denial And Make Its Practice Pleasure, And You Can Create For The World A Destiny More Sublime That Ever Issued From The Brain Of The Wildest Dreamer.

It Was Woman That Taught Me Cruelty, And On Woman Therefore I Have Exercised It.

Breathes There The Man With Soul So Dead, Who Never To Himself Hath Said, This Is My Own, My Native Land.

The Chain Of Friendship, However Bright, Does Not Stand The Attrition Of Constant Close Contact.

Who O'er The Herd Would Wish To Reign, Fantastic, Fickle, Fierce, And Vain! Vain As The Leaf Upon The Stream, And Fickle As A Changeful Dream; Fantastic As A Woman's Mood, And Fierce As Frenzy's Fever'd Blood. Thou Many-headed Monster Thing, Oh Who Would Wish To Be Thy King!