Though Fast Youth'S Glorious Fable Flies, View Not The World With Worldling'S Eyes; Nor Turn With Weather Of The Time. Foreclose The Coming Of Surprise: Stand Where Posterity Shall Stand; Stand Where The Ancients Stood Before, And, Dipping In Lone Founts Thy Hand, Drink Of The Never-Varying Lore: Wise Once, And Wise Thence Evermore.