Such Sweet Compulsion Doth In Music Lie.

Courage Never To Submit Of Yield.

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

Hope Allows Us To Bid Farewell To Fear.

I Sung Of Chaos And Eternal Night, Taught By The Heav'nly Muse To Venture Down The Dark Descent, And Up To Reascend.

Mammon, The Least Erected Spirit That Fell >from Heaven; For Ev'n In Heaven His Looks And Thoughts Were Always Downward Bent, Admiring More The Riches Of Heaven's Pavement, Trodden Gold, Than Aught Divine Or Holy Else Enjoy'd In Vision Beatific.