Mercy, Pity, And Peace, Are The World's

If You Have Form'd A Circle To Go Into, Go Into It Yourself, And See How You Would Do. They Said This Mystery Never Shall Cease: The Priest Promotes War, And The Soldier Peace.

My Mother Groaned, My Father Wept, Into The Dangerous World I Leapt.

O Why Was I Born With A Different Face? Why Was I Not Born Like The Rest Of My Race?

Naught Can Deform The Human Race Like To The Armor's Iron Brace.

The Gulfing Whale Was Like A Dot In The Spell. Yet Look Upon It, And 'twould Size And Swell To Its Huge Self, And The Minutest Fish Would Pass The Very Hardest Gazer's Wish, And Show His Little Eye's Anatomy.