That Man Is But Of The Lower

There Is No Man But For His Own Interest Hath An Obligation To Be Honest. There May Be Sometimes Temptations To Be Otherwise; But, All Cards Cast Up, He Shall Find It The Greatest Ease, The Highest Profit, The Best Pleasure, The Most Safety, And The Noblest Fame, To Hold The Horns Of This Altar, Which, In All Assays, Can In Himself Protect Him.

Virtue Is The Truest Liberty.

There Is No Detraction Worse Than To Overpraise A Man, For If His Worth Proves Short Of What Report Doth Speak Of Him, His Own Actions Are Ever Giving The Lie To His Honor.

Of All Trees, I Observe God Hath Chosen The Vine, A Low Plant That Creeps Upon The Helpful Wall; Of All Beasts, The Soft And Patient Lamb; Of All Fowls, The Mild And Guileless Dove. Christ Is The Rose Of The Field, And The Lily Of The Valley. When God Appeared To Moses, It Was Not In The Lofty Cedar Nor The Sturdy Oak Nor The Spreading Palm; But In A Bush, A Humble, Slender, Abject Shrub; As If He Would, By These Elections, Check The Conceited Arrogance Of Man.

That Man Is But Of The Lower Part Of The World That Is Not Brought Up To Business And Affairs.