The Most Peerless Piece Of Earth, I

Travelers Must Be Content.

We Must Love Men, Ere To Us They Will Seem Worthy Of Our Love.

Like A Red Morn That Ever Yet Betokened, Wreck To The Seaman, Tempest To The Field, Sorrow To The Shepherds, Woe Unto The Birds, Gusts And Foul Flaws To Herdmen And To Herds.

Be Great In Act, As You Have Been In Thought.

Then Others For Breath Of Words Respect, Me For My Dumb Thoughts, Speaking In Effect.