The Eagle, he was lord above

Often have I sighed to measure By myself a lonely pleasure,- Sighed to think I read a book, Only read, perhaps, by me.

Of friends, however humble, scorn not one.

Two voices are there; one is of the sea, One of the mountains: each a mighty Voice.

A lawyer art thou? Draw not nigh! Go, carry to some fitter place The keenness of that practised eye, The hardness of that sallow face.

... and we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.

Life is divided into three terms - that which was, which is, and which will be. Let us learn from the past to profit by the present, and from the present, to live better in the future.