Wickedness Is Weakness.

Her Silent Course Advance With Inoffensive Pace, That Spinning Sleeps On Her Soft Axle.

Though All The Winds Of Doctrine Were Let Loose To Play Upon The Earth, So Truth Be In The Field, We Do Injuriously By Licensing And Prohibiting To Misdoubt Her Strength. Let Her And Falsehood Grapple; Who Ever Knew Truth Put To The Worse, In A Free And Open Encounter.

Angels Contented With Their Face In Heaven, Seek Not The Praise Of Men.

Indu'd With Sanctity Of Reason.

Hide Me From Day's Garish Eye.