Whither goest thou?
[Lat., Quo vadis?]

Whither goest thou?
[Lat., Quo vadis?]

For murder though it have no tongue, will speak
With most miraculous organ.

For murder though it have no tongue, will speak
With most miraculous organ.

'Tis gone: a thousand such have slipt
Away from my embraces:
And fallen into the dusty crypt
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'Tis gone: a thousand such have slipt
Away from my embraces:
And fallen into the dusty crypt
Of darken'd forms and faces.

She acquires momentum as she advances. [The progress of Fame or
Rumour.]

She acquires momentum as she advances. [The progress of Fame or
Rumour.]

Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.

Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.

So still we glide down to the sea
Of fathomless eternity.

So still we glide down to the sea
Of fathomless eternity.

We may outrun,
By violent swiftness, that which we run at,
And lose by over-running.

We may outrun,
By violent swiftness, that which we run at,
And lose by over-running.

Whatever you advise, be as brief as possible.

Whatever you advise, be as brief as possible.

Nothing dries sooner then a teare.

Nothing dries sooner then a teare.