As Reason Is A Rebel To Faith,

As Sins Proceed They Ever Multiply, And Like Figures In Arithmetic, The Last Stands For More Than All That Wert Before It.

Life Is A Pure Flame And We Live By An Invisible Sun Within Us.

By Compassion We Make Others' Misery Our Own, And So, By Relieving Them, We Relieve Ourselves Also.

The Created World Is But A Small Parenthesis In Eternity.

For God Is Like A Skilfull Geometrician.