When Complaints Are Freely Heard,

As In An Organ From One Blast Of Wind To Many A Row Of Pipes The Soundboard Breathes.

These Are Thy Glorious Works, Parent Of Good!

It Is Chastity, My Brother. She That Has That Is Clad In Complete Steel.

The Brazen Throat Of War.

O Impotence Of Mind, In Body Strong! But What Is Strength Without A Double Share Of Wisdom, Vast, Unwieldy, Burdensome, Proudly Secure, Yet Liable To Fall By Weakest Subtleties, Not Made To Rule, But To Subserve Where Wisdom Bears Command.