Temper Justice With Mercy.

The First And Wisest Of Them All Professed To Know This Only, That He Nothing Knew.

For Books Are As Meats And Viands Are; Some Of Good, Some Of Evil Sub-stance.

Evil Into The Mind Of God Or Man May Come And Go, So Unapproved, And Leave No Spot Or Blame Behind.

For The Air Of Youth, Hopeful And Cheerful, In Thy Blood Will Reign A Melancholy Damp Of Cold And Dry To Weigh Thy Spirits Down, And Last Consume The Balm Of Life.

Apostate, Still Thou Err'st, Nor End Wilt Find Offering, From The Paths Of Truth Remote.