Act Well Your Part, There All The

Yes, I Am Proud; I Must Be Proud To See Men Not Afraid Of God, Afraid Of Me.

The Good Must Merit God's Peculiar Care; But Who But God Can Tell Us Who They Are?

The Enormous Faith Of Many Made For One.

To Happy Convents, Bosomed Deep In Vines, Where Slumber Abbots, Purple As Their Wines.

Trust Not Yourself, But Your Defects To Know, Make Use Of Every Friend And Every Foe.