And forth into the world to toil and strive,
Bearing thy secret ever present to thee,
Lest weak Humanity should tamely yield
Unto its earlier promptings: Up and work!
There is a pathway left for Lucifer;
All portals are not closed. Up, up, the time
Is present now; fearless and bold press on;
Stay not for counsel or impediment,
But, like the Roman matron’s chariot,
Pass recklessly upon thy destined course,