Built God A Church And Laughed His

Knowledge And Wisdom, Far From Being One, Have Oft-times No Connection. Knowledge Dwells In Heads Replete With Thoughts Of Other Men; Wisdom In Minds Attentive To Their Own.

The Path Of Sorrow, And That Path Alone, Leads To The Land Where Sorrow Is Unknown.

The Only Amaranthine Flower On Earth Is Virtue; The Only Lasting Treasure, Truth.

He Is The Freeman Whom The Truth Makes Free, And All Are Slaves Besides.

Forced From Home, And All Its Pleasures, Afric Coast I Left Forlorn; To Increase A Stranger's Treasures, O The Raging Billows Borne. Men From England Bought And Sold Me, Paid My Price In Paltry Gold; But, Though Theirs They Have Enroll'd Me, Minds Are Never To Be Sold.