There's No More Faith In

My Crown Is In My Heart, Not On My Head; Not Decked With Diamonds And Indian Stones, Nor To Be Seen: My Crown Is Called Content, A Crown It Is That Seldom Kings Enjoy.

Adieu, Adieu, Adieu! Remember Me.

Take Pains. Be Perfect.

But Thought's The Slave Of Life, And Life Time's Fool.

What Seest Thou Else In The Dark Backward And Abysm Of Time?