The Planets In Their Station

Hard Are The Ways Of Truth, And Rough To Walk.

God Made Thee Perfect, Not Immutable.

Promiscuous Reading Is Necessary To The Constituting Of Human Nature. The Attempt To Keep Out Evil Doctrine By Licensing Is Like The Exploit Of That Gallant Man Who Thought To Keep Out The Crows By Shutting The Park Gate.

How Sweetly Did They Float Upon The Wings Of Silence Through The Empty-vaulted Night, At Every Fall Smoothing The Raven Down Of Darkness Till It Smiled!

Ask For This Great Deliverer Now, And Find Him Eyeless In Gaza At The Mill With Slaves.