Wrong Hath But Wrong, And Blame The

Fair, Kind, And True, Have Often Lived Alone.

We, Ignorant Of Ourselves, Beg Often Our Own Harms, Which The Wise Powers Deny Us For Our Good; So Find We Profit By Losing Of Our Prayers.

It Is To Be All Made Of Fantasy, All Made Of Passion And All Made Of Wishes, All Adoration, Duty, And Observance, All Humbleness, All Patience And Impatience, All Purity, All Trial, All Observance

Wisely, And Slow. They Stumble That Run Fast.

You Are Thought Here To The Most Senseless And Fit Man For The Job.