The rising world of waters dark and deep.

The strongest and the fiercest spirit That fought in heaven, now fiercer by despair.

Taste this, and be henceforth among the Gods thyself a Goddess.

The pilot of the Galilean lake; Two massy keys he bore, of metals twain (The golden opes, the iron shuts amain).

Knowledge forbidden? Suspicious, reasonless. Why should their Lord Envy them that? Can it be a sin to know? Can it be death?

Wisdom's self oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, where with her best nurse Contemplation, she plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings that in the various bustle of resort were all to-ruffled, and sometimes impaired.

A good book is the precious lifeblood of a master spirit.