Bells, The Poor Man's Only Music.

O Lady! We Receive But What We Give And In Our Life Alone Does Nature Live.

Some Persons Have Contended That Mathematics Ought To Be Taught By Making The Illustrations Obvious To The Senses. Nothing Can Be More Absurd Or Injurious: It Ought To Be Our Never-ceasing Effort To Make People Think, Not Feel.

All Thoughts, All Passions, All Delights Whatever Stirs This Mortal Frame All Are But Ministers Of Love And Feed His Sacred Flame.

Like One, That On A Lonesome Road Doth Walk In Fear And Dread, And Having Once Turned Round Walks On, And Turns No More His Head; Because He Knows, A Frightful Fiend Doth Close Behind Him Tread.

Imagination That Compares And Contrasts With What Is Around As Well As What Is Better And Worse Is The Living Power And Prime Agent Of All Human Perception Judgement And Emotional Reaction.