Not To Know Me Argues Yourselves Unknown.

Goodness Thinks No Ill Where No Ill Seems.

Or If Virtue Feeble Were, Heav'n Itself Would Stoop To Her.

There Swift Return Diurnal, Merely To Officiate Light Round This Opacous Earth, This Punctual Spot.

When Language In Common Use In Any Country Becomes Irregular And Depraved, It Is Followed By Their Ruin And Degradation. For What Do Terms Used Without Skill Or Meaning, Which Are At Once Corrupt And Misapplied, Denote But A People Listless, Supine, And Ripe For Servitude?

The End Of All Learning Is To Know God, And Out Of That Knowledge To Love And Imitate Him.