Nor Fame I Slight, Nor For Her

Be Silent Always When You Doubt Your Sense.

How Loved, How Honored Once, Avails Thee Not, To Whom Related, Or By Whom Begot A Heap Of Dust Alone Remains Of Thee 'tis All Thou Art, And All The Proud Shall Be!

Get Your Enemy To Read Your Works In Order To Mend Them, For Your Friend Is So Much Your Second Self That He Will Judge Too Like You.

So Upright Quakers Please Both Man And God.

Nature And Nature's Laws Lay Hid In The Night. God Said, Let Newton Be! And All Was Light!