For Trash And Toys, And Grief-engend'ring Joys,

Death's A Fable. Did Not Heaven Inspire Your Equal Elements With Living Fire Blown From The Spring Of Life? Is Not That Breath Immortal? Come; Ye Are As Free From Death As He That Made Ye: Can The Flames Expire Which He Kindled?

Wisdom Not Only Gets, But Once Got, Retains.

Before Thou Reprehend Another, Take Heed Thou Art Not Culpable In What Thou Goest About To Reprehend. He That Cleanses A Blot With Blotted Fingers Makes A Greater Blur.

If Thou Desire The Love Of God And Man, Be Humble, For The Proud Heart, As It Loves None But Itself, Is Beloved Of None But Itself. Humility Enforces Where Neither Virtue, Nor Strength, Nor Reason Can Prevail.

Think Not Thy Love To God Merits God's Love To Thee; His Acceptance Of Thy Duty Crowns His Own Gifts In Thee; Man's Love To God Is Nothing But A Faint Reflection Of God's Love To Man.