Faces and Names, the Europa poem

Faces and names, nations and fames

Matter over mind, in the old world

Races and games, further we part

The miseries I know, do consume your heart

We travel together, but the closer we get

The more you pine for an older time

The cream of the room, did cede his own

But I had no fear, to yield my soul

Trial by ire, trial by fire

We stand yet, with our own

I learnt from a child, to seek for more

And the thoughts that made, the men we are

I know the folly that broke a heart

Rue not the toil, for it was how we knew.