Midnight Brought On The Dusky Hour Friendliest

Among Unequals What Society Can Sort, What Harmony, Or True Delight?

For No Falsehood Can Endure Touch Of Celestial Temper.

Freely We Serve, Because We Freely Love, As In Our Will To Love Or Not; In This We Stand Or Fall.

Death To Life Is Crown Or Shame.

The Martyrs Shook The Powers Of Darkness With The Irresistible Power Of Weakness.