Then, Everlasting Love , Restrain Thy Will;

Man Is His Own Star, And The Soul That Can Render An Honest And A Perfect Man, Commands All Light.

O Woman, Perfect Woman! What Distraction Was Meant To Mankind When Thou Wast Made A Devil!

Man Is His Own Star, And The Soul That Can, Render An Honest And A Perfect Man, Commands All Light, All Influence, All Fate: Nothing To Him Falls Early Or Too Late. Our Acts Are Angels Are, For Good Or Ill: Our Fatal Shadows That Walk By Us Still.

Corruption Is A Tree, Whose Branches Are Of An Immeasurable Length: They Spread Ev'rywhere; And The Dew That Drops From Thence Hath Infected Some Chairs And Stools Of Authority.

Charity And Treating Begin At Home.