All Nature is but art, unknown to thee All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good.

The way of the Creative works through change and transformation, so that each thing receives its true nature and destiny and comes into permanent accord with the Great Harmony: this is what furthers and what perseveres.

From the moment one sets up for an author, one must be treated as ceremoniously, that is as unfaithfully, "as a king's favorite or a king.

Say first, of god above or man below; what can we reason but from what we know.

And all who told it added something new, and all who heard it, made enlargements too.

At ev'ry word a reputation dies.

Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always To be Blest.