There's a new tribunal now higher than God's -The educated man's!
Believeth with the life, the pain shall stop.
My care is for myself; Myself am whole and sole reality.
What's the earth With all its art, verse, music, worth — Compared with love, found, gained, and kept?
The aim, if reached or not, makes great the life: Try to be Shakespeare, leave the rest to fate!
Smiling the boy fell dead.