It Is Vain To Trust In Wrong; It Is Like Erecting A Building Upon A Frail Foundation, And Which Will Directly Be Sure To Topple Over.
In Vain Would Science Scan And Trace Firmly Her Aspect. All The While, There Gleams Upon Her Far-off Face A Vague Unfathomable Smile.
Blot Out Vain Pomp; Check Impulse; Quench Appetite; Keep Reason Under Its Own Control.
O Strong Soul, By What Shore Tarriest Thou Now? For That Force, Surely, Has Not Been Left Vain!