A charmed life old goodness hath; the tares may perish, but the grain is not for death.

Man is more than constitutions.

I know not where His islands lift Their fronded palms in air; I only know I cannot drift Beyond His love and care.

Despair is infidelity and death.

A charmed life old goodness hath; the tares may perish, but the grain is not for death.

With our sympathy for the wrongdoer we need the old Puritan and Quaker hatred of wrongdoing; with our just tolerance of men and opinions a righteous abhorrence of sin.

Reason's voice and God's, Nature's and Duty's, never are at odds.