Love Hath So Long Possessed

O Foolish Anxiety Of Wretched Man, How Inconclusive Are The Arguments Which Make Thee Beat Thy Wings Below!

Go Forth And Preach Impostures To The World, But Give Them Truth To Build On.

Thus You May Understand That Love Alone Is The True Seed Of Every Merit In You, And Of All Acts For Which You Must Atone.

Because There Is No Man Who Can Be True And Just Judge Of Himself, So Much Will Self-love Deceive Him.

I Presumed To Fix My Look On The Eternal Light So Long That I Consumed My Sight Thereon.