Genius Must Be Born, It

Ever A Glutton, At Another's Cost, But In Whose Kitchen Dwells Perpetual Frost.

If You Are For A Merry Jaunt, I Will Try, For Once, Who Can Foot It Farthest.

He Made All Countries Where He Came His Own.

None, None Descends Into Himself, To Find The Secret Imperfections Of His Mind: But Every One Is Eagle-ey'd To See Another's Faults, And His Deformity.

The Longest Tyranny That Ever Sway'd Was That Wherein Our Ancestors Betray'd Their Free-born Reason To The Stagirite [aristotle], And Made His Torch Their Universal Light. So Truth, While Only One Suppli'd The State, Grew Scarce, And Dear, And Yet Sophisticate.