The last act is the greatest treason. To do the right deed for the wrong reason. - T. S. Eliot

Prophesy to the wind, to the wind only for only The wind will listen.

You will go on, and when you have prevailed
You can say: at this point many a one has failed.
But what have I, but what have I, my friend,
To give you, what can you receive from me?
Only the friendship and the sympathy
Of one about to reach her journey's end.
I shall sit here, serving tea to friends...

Oh, do not ask, 'What is it?'/Let us go and make our visit.