Oh, Shame To Men! Devil With Devil

With Thee Goes Thy Husband, Him To Follow Thou Art Bound; Where He Abides, Think There Thy Native Soil.

Virtue May Be Assailed, But Never Hurt, Surprised By Unjust Force, But Not Enthralled.

Who Would Not, Finding Way, Break Loose From Hell, . . . . And Boldly Venture To Whatever Place Farthest From Pain?

Above The Smoke And Stir Of This Dim Spot Which Men Call Earth.

Thoughts That Voluntary Move Harmonious Numbers.