A Conscience Without God Is Like A

He, Who Can Create, Abhors Destruction.

There Is A Name Hidden In The Shadow Of My Soul, Where I Read It Night And Day And No Other Eye Sees It.

Experience Is The Only Prophecy Of Wise Men.

Too Much I've Seen, And Felt, And Lov'd In Life, Living I Come To Seek Lethaean Calm; Let Me, Fair Scenes! Forget All Worldly Strife, Oblivion Solely Is My Bosom's Balm.

Enthusiasm Is The Intoxication Of Earnestness.