The Veneration Of Mary Is Inscribed In

At Poltersberg, There Is A Lake Similarly Cursed. If You Throw A Stone Into It, A Dreadful Storm Immediately Arises, And The Whole Neighboring District Quakes To Its Centre. 'tis The Devils Kept Prisoner There.

Thus, Dear Friends, I Have Said It Clearly Enough, And I Believe You Ought To Understand It And Not Make Liberty A Law.

Whatever Man Loves, That Is His God. For He Carries It In His Heart; He Goes About With It Night And Day; He Sleeps And Wakes With It, Be It What It May - Wealth Or Self, Pleasure Or Renown.

Though In Midst Of Life We Be Snares Of Death Surround Us.

Be A Sinner And Sin Boldly, But Believe And Rejoice In Christ Even More Boldly.