As The Master So The Valet.

Respect Is What We Owe; Love, What We Give.

Death, Thou Art Infinite; It Is Life Is Little.

True Faith Nor Biddeth Nor Abideth Form, The Bended Knee, The Eye Uplift; Is All Which Men Need Render; All Which God Can Bear. What To The Faith Are Forms? A Passing Speck, A Crow Upon The Sky.

Love Is The Art Of Hearts, And Heart Or Arts.

The Sun, Centre And Sire Of Light, The Keystone Of The World-built Arch Of Heaven.