Transforms Old Print To Zigzag

Call'd To The Temple Of Impure Delight He That Abstains, And He Alone, Does Right. If A Wish Wander That Way, Call It Home; He Cannot Long Be Safe Whose Wishes Roam.

Sends Nature Forth The Daughter Of The Skies... To Dance On Earth, And Charm All Human Eyes.

Still Ending, And Beginning Still.

The Beggarly Last Doit.

Blest Be The Art That Can Immortalize.