The Fields From Islington To Marybone, To

The Thankful Receiver Bears A Plentiful Harvest.

My Mother Groaned, My Father Wept, Into The Dangerous World I Leapt.

Embraces Are Comminglings From The Head Even To The Feet, And Not A Pompous High Priest Entering By A Secret Place.

Rhetoric Completes The Tools Of Learning. Dialectic Zeros In On The Logic Of Things, Of Particular Systems Of Thought Or Subjects. Rhetoric Takes The Next Grand Step And Brings All These Subjects Together Into One Whole.

Mercy, Pity, Peace Is The World's Release.