Our Vows Are Heard Betimes! And Heaven

More Liberty Begets Desire Of More; The Hunger Still Increases With The Store

I Saw Myself The Lambent Easy Light Gild The Brown Horror, And Dispel The Night.

How Blessed Is He, Who Leads A Country Life, Unvex'd With Anxious Cares, And Void Of Strife! Who Studying Peace, And Shunning Civil Rage, Enjoy'd His Youth, And Now Enjoys His Age: All Who Deserve His Love, He Makes His Own; And, To Be Lov'd Himself, Needs Only To Be Known.

None, None Descends Into Himself, To Find The Secret Imperfections Of His Mind: But Every One Is Eagle-ey'd To See Another's Faults, And His Deformity.

Repentance Is The Virtue Of Weak Minds.