Who Loves A Garden Still His Eden

Life Is One, Religion One, Creeds Are Many And Diverse.

One Must Espouse Some Pursuit, Taking It Kindly At Heart And With Enthusiasm.

Science Has Grown Frightfully Audacious In These Days -- Swift-footed, Ponderous, Careering Over Her Iron Ways With Unslacking Pace. This Rampant Dragon, On Which I Am Mounted, See How He Bends His Once Stiff Neck To His Rider, Champing His Checked Bit And Pawing The Dust, Impatient To Leap Around The Globe. Genius Is Prescient, Foresees Its Own Might. Man Is Striving Through These Iron-ribbed, Steam-sped Hippogriffs, To Recover His Lost Ubiquity And Omnipotence, And Threatens Soon To Grasp In His Ample Palm, And Fix With Flaming Eye-ball, The Elemental Forces!

Our Favorites Are Few; Since Only What Rises From The Heart Reaches It, Being Caught And Carried On The Tongues Of Men Wheresoever Love And Letters Journey.

The More One Endeavors To Sound The Depths Of His Ignorance The Deeper The Chasm Appears.