No Man Who Knows Aught, Can Be

Death To Life Is Crown Or Shame.

Mutual Love, The Crown Of All Our Bliss.

That Space The Evil One Abstracted Stood From His Own Evil, And For The Time Remained Stupidly Good, Of Enmity Disarmed, Of Guile, Of Hate, Of Envy, Of Revenge .

So Hand In Hand They Passed, The Loveliest Pair That Ever Since In Love's Embraces Met -- Adam, The Goodliest Man Of Men Since Born His Sons; The Fairest Of Her Daughters Eve.

Knowledge Cannot Defile, Nor Consequently The Books, If The Will And Conscience Be Not Defiled.