Earth Being So Good, Would Heaven Seem

White Shall Not Neutralize The Black, Nor Good Compensate Bad In Man, Absolve Him So; Life's Business Being Just The Terrible Choice.

Though Rome's Gross Yoke Drops Off, No More To Be Endured, Her Teaching Is Not So Obscured By Errors And Perversities, That No Truth Shines Athwart The Lies.

Who Knows Most, Doubts Most.

Sing, Riding 's A Joy! For Me I Ride.

Love Is The Energy Of Life.