Ere Babylon Was Dust, The Magus Zoroaster,

Underneath Day's Azure Eyes, Ocean's Nursling, Venice Lies, A Peopled Labyrinth Of Walls, Amphitrite's Destined Halls

The Crime Of Inquiry Is One Which Religion Never Has Forgiven.

My Name Is Ozymandias, King Of Kings: Look On My Works, Ye Mighty, And Despair!

But Hope Will Make Thee Young, For Hope And Youth Are Children Of One Mother, Even Love.

The Old Laws Of England They Whose Reverend Heads With Age Are Gray, Children Of A Wiser Day; And Whose Solemn Voice Must Be Thine Own Echo Liberty!