Our Judgments, Like Our Watches, None Go

A Fellow Feeling Makes Us Wondrous Kind.

The Lamb Thy Riot Dooms To Bleed Today, Had He Thy Reason, Would He Skip And Play? Pleas'd To The Last He Crops The Flow'ry Food, And Licks The Hand Just Rais'd To Shed His Blood.

All Are But Parts Of One Stupendous Whole, Whose Body Nature Is, And God The Soul.

True Self-love And Social Are The Same.

Vast Chain Of Being! Which From God Began, Natures Ethereal, Human, Angel, Man, Beast, Bird, Fish, Insect, What No Eye Can See, No Glass Can Reach, From Infinite To Thee, From Thee To Nothing.