Thou Canst Not Touch The Freedom Of

Which Way I Fly Is Hell; Myself Am Hell.

Thy Actions To Thy Words Accord; Thy Words To Thy Large Heart Give Utterance Due; Thy Heart; Contains Of Good, Wise, Just, The Perfect Shape.

If At Great Things Thou Would'st Arrive, Get Riches First, Get Wealth, And Treasure Heap, Not Difficult, If Thou Hearken To Me; Riches Are Mine, Fortune Is In My Hand, They Whom I Favor Thrive In Wealth Amain, While Virtue, Valor, Wisdom, Sit In Want.

The Rising World Of Waters Dark And Deep.

A Good Book Is The Precious Lifeblood Of A Master Spirit.