Under the aspect of eternity
An age of any length must surely end.
We seek to banish our timidity,
To gather fortitude enough to fend.
So any end must constitute but one
Of many long surpassed upon our way,
That winding path we dread to tread alone,
Being conscious that we never can gainsay
That troubles of such sort we must surmount
As will put all our courage to the test
To pass through dangers of whatever count
By first adopting of all ways the best.
I pray you opt to spend an age with me
To venture forward, where no eye can see.
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