EPITAPH UNIVERSAL 
FOR BABE OR PATRIARCH 
“STRICKEN DOWN ERE ITS WORK WAS DONE” 
Out of the dusk and out of the dawn, 
Ever and ever the rune runs on. 
Early or late be the task be 
gun, 
None survives till his work is ante. 
Epitaph of humanity, 
Whispered and carved while the race shall be, 
Blazoned on fire by the last low sun: 
Stricken down ere its work was done. 
EOLUS. 
