From Harmony, From Heav'nly Harmony. This Universal

She Feared No Danger, For She Knew No Sin.

Confidence Is The Feeling We Have Before Knowing All The Facts

From Harmony, From Heavenly Harmony, This Universal Frame Began: When Nature Underneath A Heap Of Jarring Atoms Lay, And Could Not Heave Her Head, The Tuneful Voice Was Heard From High, 'arise, Ye More Than Dead!' Then Cold, And Hot, And Moist, And Dry, In Order To Their Stations Leap, And Music's Power Obey. From Harmony, From Heavenly Harmony, This Universal Frame Began: From Harmony To Harmony Through All The Compass Of The Notes It Ran, The Diapason Closing Full In Man.

Thou Tyrant, Tyrant Jealousy, Thou Tyrant Of The Mind!

Even Kings But Play; And When Their Part Is Done, Some Other, Worse Or Better, Mounts The Throne.