Pleasure Is None, If Not Diversified.

But He Who Loveliness Within Hath Found, All Outward Loathes, For He Who Color Loves, And Skin, Loves But Their Oldest Clothes.

No Man Is An Island, Entire Of Itself; Every Man Is A Piece Of The Continent.

All Occasions Invite His Mercies, And All Times Are His Seasons.

Doubt Wisely; In Strange Way To Stand Inquiring Right, Is Not To Stray; To Sleep, Or Run Wrong, Is.

Keep Us, Lord, So Awake In The Duties Of Our Calling That We May Sleep In Thy Peace And Wake In Thy Glory.