The Rich Knowes Not Who Is His

Surely If Each One Saw Another's Heart, There Would Be No Commerce, No Sale Or Bargain Pass: All Would Disperse And Live Apart.

Step By Step The Ladder Is Ascended.

If Thou Do Ill, The Joy Fades, Not The Pains. If Well, The Pain Doth Fade, The Joy Remains.

Church Bells Beyond The Stars Heard, The Soul's Blood, The Land Of Spices; Something Understood.

To Him That Will, Waies Are Not Wanting.