Others abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask — Thou smilest and art still, Out-topping knowledge. - Matthew Arnold

Man must begin, know this, where Nature ends; Nature and man can never be fast friends. Fool, if thou canst not pass her, rest her slave!

Thee at the ferry Oxford riders blithe, Returning home on summer-nights, have met Crossing the stripling Thames at Bab-lock-hithe, Trailing in the cool stream thy fingers wet, As the punt’s rope chops round.

Wandering between two worlds, one dead, The other powerless to be born.