It Is Chastity, My Brother. She That

He That Has Light Within His Own Clear Breast May Sit In The Centre, And Enjoy Bright Day: But He That Hides A Dark Soul And Foul Thoughts Benighted Walks Under The Mid-day Sun; Himself His Own Dungeon.

I On The Other Side Us'd No Ambition To Commend My Deeds; The Deeds Themselves, Though Mute, Spoke Loud The Doer.

In Naked Beauty Most Adorned.

The Sacred Influence Of Light Appears.

Let Us Descend Now Therefore From This Top Of Speculation.