Do you depart quickly; clear the ways soon, lest worse befall.

We for our share do purpose, with full view of the enormous difficulty, with total disbelief in the impossibility, to endeavour while life is in us, and to die endeavouring, we and our sons, till we attain it or have all died and ended.
Such a Platitude of a World, in which all working horses could be well fed, and innumerable working men should die starved, were it not best to end it; to have done with it, and restore it once for all to the _Jotuns,_ Mud-giants, Frost-giants and Chaotic Brute-gods of the Beginning?
For the old Anarchic Brute-gods it may be well enough, but it is a Platitude which Men should be above countenancing by their presence in it.

We pray you, let the word _impossible_ disappear from your vocabulary in this matter.

It is of awful omen; to all of us, and to yourselves first of all..