I Am My Own Heaven And Hell!

The Zeal Of Friends It Is That Razes Me, And Not The Hate Of Enemies.

Yet Have I Ever Heard It Said That Spies And Tale-bearers Have Done More Mischief In This World Than Poisoned Bowl Or The Assassin's Dagger.

Have Love. Not Love Alone For One, But Man As Man They Brother Call; And Scatter Like The Circling Sun Thy Charities On All.

Like A Dart The Present Glances, Silent Stands The Past Sublime.

Innocence Has A Friend In Heaven.