Believe And Be Confirmed.

Still Paying, Still To Owe. Eternal Woe!

Death From Sin No Power Can Separate.

The First And Wisest Of Them All Professed To Know This Only, That He Nothing Knew.

O Conscience, Into What Abyss Of Fears And Horrors Hast Thou Driven Me, Out Of Which I Find No Way, From Deep To Deeper Plunged.

He Who Would Not Be Frustrate Of His Hope To Write Well Hereafter In Laudable Things Ought Himself To Be A True Poem.