Her Silent Course Advance With Inoffensive Pace,

See Golden Days, Fruitful Of Golden Deeds, With Joy And Love Triumphing.

There Are No Songs Comparable To The Songs Of Zion, No Orations Equal To Those Of The Prophets, And No Politics Like Those Which The Scriptures Teach.

They Who Have Put Out The People's Eyes Reproach Them Of Their Blindness.

Only Add Deeds To Thy Knowledge Answerable, Add Faith, Add Virtue, Patience, Temperance, Add Love, By Name To Come Call'd Charity, The Soul Of All The Rest; Then Wilt Thou Not Be Loath To Leave This Paradise, But Shall Possess A Paradise Within Thee, Happier Far.

Know Thy Birth! For Dost Thou Art, And Shalt To Dust Return.