Light That Makes Things Seen, Makes Some

But The Iniquity Of Oblivion Blindly Scattereth Her Poppy, And Deals With The Memory Of Men Without Distinction To Merit Of Perpetuity.

Yet Is Every Man His Greatest Enemy, And, As It Were, His Own Executioner.

To Make An End Of All Things On Earth, And Our Planetical System Of The World, He (god) Need But Put Out The Sun.

A Diamond, Which Is The Hardest Of Stones, Not Yielding Unto Steel, Emery Or Any Other Thing, Is Yet Made Soft By The Blood Of A Goat.

Be Charitable Before Wealth Make Thee Covetous, And Loose Not The Glory Of The Mite.