Fix ever thine eyes on the far and dark horizon
Look not to the verges of thy path for there lays only diversion
Step lightly, and glad be thine heart that your path is now before thee
Fear nought, for the shield you bear is my love
The spear you heft, your dazzling mind
Sharper still than e’en heaven’s blades, forg’ed for angels
And if love protect you and intelligence defend
Then traveller, you are arm’ed well for your journey
Look up! The horizon brightens!
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