LV.

Oh thou "_teterrima causa_" of all "_belli_"--[513] Thou gate of Life and Death--thou nondescript! Whence is our exit and our entrance,--well I May pause in pondering how all souls are dipped In thy perennial fountain:--how man _fell_ I Know not, since Knowledge saw her branches stripped Of her first fruit; but how he _falls_ and rises Since,--_thou_ hast settled beyond all surmises.