What If Earth Be But The Shadow

Sufficient To Have Stood, Though Free To Fall.

Let None Henceforth Seek Needless Cause To Approve The Faith They Owe; When Earnestly They Seek Such Proof, Conclude, They Then Begin To Fail.

But Pain Is Perfect Misery, The Worst Of Evils, And Excessive, Overturns All Patience.

Faithful Found Among The Faithless.

... Then There Was War In Heaven. But It Was Not Angels. It Was That Small Golden Zeppelin, Like A Long Oval World, High Up. It Seemed As If The Cosmic Order Were Gone, As If There Had Come A New Order, A New Heavens Above Us: And As If The World In Anger Were Trying To Revoke It.