Ring out the false, ring in the true.
If I make dark my countenance, I shut my life from happier chance.
No rock so hard but that a little wave may beat admission in a thousand years.
Authority forgets a dying king.
Where love could walk with banish'd Hope no more.
For I dipped into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the Vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be.