Her Skin Was White As Leprosy.

Heart-chilling Superstition! Thou Canst Glaze Even Pity's Eye With Her Own Frozen Tear.

Love Is Flower Like; Friendship Is Like A Sheltering Tree.

May All The Stars Hang Bright Above Her Dwelling, Silent As Though They Watched The Sleeping Earth!

I Do Not Wish You To Act From These Truths; No, Still And Always Act From Your Feelings; Only Meditate Often On These Truths That Sometime Or Other They May Become Your Feelings.

There Is Small Chance Of Truth At The Goal, Where There Is Not Childlike Humility At The Starting-post.