Practice Typing

He thus to me. Such is this steep ascent, That it is ever difficult at first, But, more a man proceeds, less evil grows. When pleasant it shall seem to thee, so much That upward going shall be easy to thee. As in a vessel to go down the tide, Then of this path thou wilt have reachd the end. There hope to rest thee from thy toil. No more I answer, and thus far for certain know.