The Oracles Are Dumb, No Voice Or

Rather Than Be Less Car'd Not To Be At All.

Freely We Serve, Because Freely We Love.

Virtue May Be Assailed, But Never Hurt, Surprised By Unjust Force, But Not Inthralled; Yea, Even That Which Mischief Meant Most Harm Shall In The Happy Trial Prove Most Glory.

But Oh! As To Embrace Me She Inclin'd, I Wak'd, She Fled, And Day Brought Back My Night.

A Good Book Is The Precious Lifeblood Of A Master Spirit.