Fame Is The Spur That

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

Virtue May Be Assailed, But Never Hurt, Surprised By Unjust Force, But Not Enthralled.

The Greatest Burden In The World Is Superstition, Not Only Of Ceremonies In The Church, But Of Imaginary And Scarecrow Sins At Home.

But Oh! As To Embrace Me She Inclin'd, I Wak'd, She Fled, And Day Brought Back My Night.

These Evils I Deserve, And More . . . . Justly, Yet Despair Not Of His Final Pardon, Whose Ear Is Ever Open, And His Eye Gracious To Re-admit The Suppliant.