The Glory Of Christianity Is To Conquer

To My Eye Rubens' Colouring Is Most Contemptible. His Shadows Are A Filthy Brown Somewhat The Colour Of Excrement.

Can I See A Falling Tear, And Not Feel My Sorrow's Share?

The Errors Of A Wise Man Make Your Rule Rather Than The Perfections Of A Fool.

The Generations Of Men Run On In The Tide Of Time, But Leave Their Destined Lineaments Permanent For Ever And Ever.

Love To Faults Is Always Blind, Always Is To Joy Inclined. Lawless, Winged, And Unconfined, And Breaks All Chains From Every Mind.