All Hell Broke Loose.

To Be Weak Is Miserable, Doing Or Suffering.

Socrates... Whom Well Inspir'd The Oracle Pronounc'd Wisest Of Men.

What Call Thou Solitude? Is Not The Earth With Various Living Creatures, And The Air Replenished, And All These At Thy Command To Come And Play Before Thee?

This Horror Will Grow Mild, This Darkness Light.

At His Birth A Star, Unseen Before In Heaven, Proclaims Him Come.