Tell him to wait that will have greatness for cheap
And forever too that must at a wand's wave
For destiny answers no passing call
And bows never to chance desire
Return she says to the undecided
Waste not my time and yours
My way is hard for the faint-hearted
And too costly for the play-safes
The fearful will meet a dragon thereon
The hesitant an escape will find
Such and like may sure dream of me
But their bosom to hold let them forget
My heart solely for the strong is reserved
Foresworn wholly to those that hold back nothing
There the spineless find no pity
And to its corridors may no son of occasion look for hope
Dues abound pendent
Waivers to none will be given
He that must the taste of fire know
Let him his tongue make ready to be scorched