It Is Not Designed That The Road

To Be Truly And Really Independent Is To Support Ourselves By Our Own Exertions.

The Doubts Of Love Are Never To Be Wholly Overcome; They Grow With Its Various Anxieties, Timidities, And Tenderness, And Are The Very Fruits Of The Reverence In Which The Admired Object Is Beheld.

The Platform Or The Altar Of Love May Be Analyzed And Explained; It Is Constructed Of Virtue, Beauty, And Affection. Such Is The Pyre, Such Is The Offering; But The Ethereal Spark Must Come From Heaven, That Lights The Sacrifice.

It Has Been Wisely Said, "that Well May Thy Guardian Angel Suffer Thee To Lose Thy Locks, When Thou Darest Wilfully To Lay Thy Head In The Lap Of Temptation!" Was It Not Easier For The Hero Of Judaea To Avoid The Touch Of The Fair Philistine, Than To Elude Her Power When Held In Her Arms?

It Is Not Designed That The Road Should Be Made Too Smooth For Us Here Upon Earth.