Revenge Is The Naked Idol Of The

Power, Like A Desolating Pestilence, Pollutes Whatever It Touches.

Whatever Strengthens And Purifies The Affections, Enlarges The Imagination, And Adds Spirit To Sense, Is Useful.

And Many More Destructions Played In This Ghastly Masquerade, All Disguised, Even To The Eyes, Like Bishops, Lawyers, Peers, Or Spies.

I Fall Upon The Thorns Of Life.

If God Has Spoken, Why Is The World Not Convinced.