Well, I know, after all, it is only juxtaposition, - / Juxtaposition, in short; and what is juxtaposition?

What voice did on my spirit fall, Peschiera, when thy bridge I crost? 'Tis better to have fought and lost Than never to have fought at all

No cheating bastards will I talk to; I will not talk to any cheating bastards!

What voice did on my spirit fall, Peschiera, when thy bridge I crost? 'Tis better to have fought and lost That never to have fought at all!

Where lies the land, to which the ship would go?
Far, far ahead is all, her seamen know.
And where the land she travels from?
Away, far far behind, is all that they can say.

This world is very odd we see, We do not comprehend it; But in one fact we all agree, God won't, and we can't mend it