Deed Done Is Well Begun.

To Run Over Better Waters The Little Vessel Of My Genius Now Hoists Her Sails, As She Leaves Behind Her A Sea So Cruel.

In The Middle Of The Journey Of Our Life I Came To Myself Within A Dark Wood Where The Straight Way Was Lost.

Infinite Goodness Has Such Wide Arms.

Doubting Charms Me Not Less Than Knowledge.

Go Forth And Preach Impostures To The World, But Give Them Truth To Build On.