Death Only This Mysterious Truth

Satire Is A Kind Of Poetry In Which Human Vices Are Reprehended.

Rich The Treasure, Sweet The Pleasure,- Sweet Is Pleasure After Pain.

And That The Scriptures, Though Not Everywhere Free From Corruption, Or Entire, Or Clear, Are Uncorrupt, Sufficient, Clear, Entire In All Things Which Our Needful Faith Require.

Good Heaven, Whose Darling Attribute We Find Is Boundless Grace, And Mercy To Mankind, Abhors The Cruel.

Boldness Is A Mask For Fear, However Great.