Lofty Designs Must Close In Like Effects.

Never Brag, Never Bluster, Never Blush.

The Devil, That Old Stager, Who Leads Downward, Perhaps, But Fiddles All The Way!

Out Of Your Whole Life Give But A Moment! All Of Your Life That Has Gone Before, All To Come After It, -so You Ignore, So You Make Perfect The Present, Condense, In A Rapture Of Rage, For Perfection's Endowment, Thought And Feeling And Soul And Sense.

We Shall March Prospering,-not Thro' His Presence; Songs May Inspirit Us,-not From His Lyre; Deeds Will Be Done,-while He Boasts His Quiescence, Still Bidding Crouch Whom The Rest Bade Aspire.

The Candid Incline To Surmise Of Late That The Christian Faith Proves False.