Human It Is To Have Compassion On

Although Love Dwells In Gorgeous Palaces, And Sumptuous Apartments, More Willingly Than In Miserable And Desolate Cottages, It Cannot Be Denied But That He Sometimes Causes His Power To Be Felt In The Gloomy Recesses Of Forests, Among The Most Bleak And Rugged Mountains, And In The Dreary Caves Of A Desert.

Human It Is To Have Compassion On The Unhappy.

Much Is Required Of Those Who Are Happy, Especially If They Have Needed Comforting In The Past, And Have Received It.

You Must Read, You Must Persevere, You Must Sit Up Nights, You Must Inquire, And Exert The Utmost Power Of Your Mind. If One Way Does Not Lead To The Desired Meaning, Take Another; If Obstacles Arise, Then Still Another; Until, If Your Strength Holds Out, You Will Find That Clear Which At First Looked Dark.

My Mind Is Wholly Possessed By Love, Who Rules Every Part There Of, In Virtue Of His All-embracing Deity.