Who Rises From Prayer A Better Man,

But O The Truth, The Truth. The Many Eyes That Look On It The Diverse Things They See.

The Man Or Country That Fights Priestcraft And Priests Is To My Mind Striking Deeper For Freedom Than Can Be Struck Anywhere.

Around The Ancient Track Marched, Rank On Rank, The Army Of Unalterable Law.

Not Till The Fire Is Dying In The Grate, Look We For Any Kinship With The Stars.

Jealousy Is Love Bed Of Burning Snarl.