As If True Pride Were

Be Sure They Sleep Not Whom God Needs.

The Sea Heaves Up, Hangs Loaded O'er The Land, Breaks There, And Buries Its Tumultuous Strength.

Time'swheelsrunsbackor Stops: Potterand Clayendure.

He Guides Me And The Bird. In His Good Time!

In This World, Who Can Do A Thing, Will Not; And Who Would Do It, Cannot, I Perceive: Yet The Will's Somewhat — Somewhat, Too, The Power — And Thus We Half-men Struggle.