'come Hither, My Boy, Tell

None But Blockheads Copy Each Other.

Love Seeketh Only Self To Please, To Bind Another To Its Delight, Joys In Another's Loss Of Ease, And Builds A Hell In Heaven's Despite.

Time Is The Mercy Of Eternity; Without Time's Swiftness Which Is The Swiftest Of All Things, All Were Eternal Torment.

The Stolen And Perverted Writings Of Homer & Ovid, Of Plato & Cicero, Which All Men Ought To Contemn, Are Set Up By Artifice Against The Sublime Of The Bible

Every Wolf's And Lion's Howl Raises From Hell A Human Soul.