Joy Rises In Me, Like

He Who Begins By Loving Christianity More Than Truth, Will Proceed By Loving His Sect Or Church Better Than Christianity, And End In Loving Himself Better Than All.

Within Today, Tomorrow Is Already Walking.

Farewell, Farewell! But This I Tell To Thee, Thou Wedding-guest! He Prayeth Well, Who Loveth Well Both Man And Bird And Beast.

In Wonder All Philosophy Began, In Wonder It Ends, And Admiration Fill Up The Interspace; But The First Wonder Is The Offspring Of Ignorance, The Last Is The Parent Of Adoration.

I Look'd To Heav'n, And Try'd To Pray; But Or Ever A Prayer Had Gusht, A Wicked Whisper Came And Made My Heart As Dry As Dust.