~Essays: First Series (1841) rwE's introductory~
"Man is his own star; and the soul that can
Render an honest and a perfect man,
Commands all light, all influence, all fate;
Nothing to him falls early or too late.
Our acts, our angels are, or good or ill,
Our fatal shadows__ that walk by us still."
Epilogue to Beaumont and Fletcher's Honest Man's Fortune
"Man is his own star; and the soul that can
Render an honest and a perfect man,
Commands all light, all influence, all fate;
Nothing to him falls early or too late.
Our acts, our angels are, or good or ill,
Our fatal shadows__ that walk by us still."
Epilogue to Beaumont and Fletcher's Honest Man's Fortune
1 comment:
That's beautiful, Kenneth.
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