Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise Up between two eternities!
His time's forever, everywhere his place.
Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.
Man is too near all kinds of beasts,--a fawning dog, a roaring lion, a thieving fox, a robbing wolf, a dissembling crocodile, a treacherous decoy, and a rapacious vulture.
The present is an eternal now.
Curiosity does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make.