Courtesy Which Oft Is Found In Lowly

From Restless Thoughts, That, Like A Deadly Swarm Of Hornets Arm'd, No Sooner Found Alone, But Rush Upon Me Thronging.

And I Will Place Within Them As A Guide My Umpire Conscience, Whom If They Will Hear Light After Light Well Used They Shall Attain, And To The End Persisting, Safe Arrive.

His Words, Like So Many Nimble And Airy Servitors, Trip About Him At Command. Ibid.

This Horror Will Grow Mild, This Darkness Light.

And Grace That Won Who Saw To Wish Her Stay.