As Phantoms Frighten Beasts When Shadows Fall.

Come, Follow Me, And Leave The World To Its Babblings.

He Who Awaits The Call, But Sees The Need, Already Sets His Spirit To Refuse It.

He Whom You See-along The Downward Arc- Was William, And The Land That Mourns His Death, For Living Charles And Frederick, Now Laments; Now He Has Learned How Heaven Loves The Just Ruler, And He Would Show This Outwardly As Well, So Radiantly Visible.

I Saw A Point That Shone With Light So Keen, The Eye That Sees It Cannot Bear Its Blazing; The Star That Is For Us The Smallest One Would Seem A Moon If Placed Beside This Point.

Consider Your Origins: You Were Not Made To Live As Brutes, But To Follow Virtue And Knowledge.