It Is Chastity, My Brother. She That

Law Can Discover Sin, But Not Remove, Save By Those Shadowy Expiations Weak.

And As An Ev'ning Dragon Came, Assailant On The Perched Roosts And Nests In Order Rang'd Of Tame Villatic Fowl.

Lifted Up So High I Disdained Subjection, And Thought One Step Higher Would Set Me Highest.

Opinion In Good Men Is But Knowledge In The Making.

If The Will, Which In The Law Of Our Nature, Were Withdrawn From Our Memory, Fancy, Understanding, And Reason, No Other Hell Could Equal, For A Spiritual Being, What We Should Then Feel From The Anarchy Of Our Powers. It Would Be Conscious Madness,--a Horrid Thought!