(Here is a mountain range at last, old man, across your easy path;

No mole-hills, these!—bare cliffs, sharp ledges, frowning chasms, overhanging steeps;

No valley, no way through—only the pass, high up and far.

Now gird your loins—face ancient facts—take stock of what is in you;

You are brave enough—you do not hesitate;

No fear!—you will scale a higher mountain than you climb—you will surmount yourself;

You will be glad and amazed to find your old true self returning to you.)

—LINCOLN COLCORD, VISION OF WAR