And the commencement of atonement is the sense of its necessity.
Old man! 'Tis not difficult to die.
The sky is changed,-and such a change! O night And storm and darkness! ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among, Leaps the live thunder.
Oh who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried.
Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon.
What want these outlaws conquerors should have but history's purchased page to call them great?