In Judgement Be Ye Not

It Is No Learning To Understand What You Do Not Retain.

Consider The Sea's Listless Chime: Time's Self It Is, Made Audible.

As, Pricked Out With Less And Greater Lights, Between The Poles Of The Universe, The Milky Way So Gleameth White As To Set Very Sages Questioning.

I Am Searching For That Which Every Man Seeks-peace And Rest.

This Sorrow Weighs Upon The Melancholy Souls Of Those Who Lived Without Infamy Or Praise.