Silence In Times Of Suffering

I Feel My Sinews Slackened With The Fright, And A Cold Sweat Trills Down All Over My Limbs, As If I Were Dissolving Into Water.

For Lawful Power Is Still Superior Found, When Long Driven Back, At Length It Stands The Ground.

My Right Eye Itches, Some Good Luck Is Near.

Welcome, Thou Kind Deceiver! Thou Best Of Thieves; Who, With An Easy Key, Dost Open Life, And, Unperceived By Us, Even Steal Us From Ourselves.

Thus All Below Is Strength, And All Above Is Grace.