The pious and just honoring of ourselves may be thought the fountainhead from whence every laudable and worthy enterprise issues forth.

But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began.

Who can in reason then or right assume monarchy over such as live by right his equals, if in power or splendor less, in freedom equal?

Let none henceforth seek needless cause to approve The faith they owe; when earnestly they seek Such proof, conclude, they then begin to fail.

He who destroys a good book kills reason itself.

If the will, which in the law of our nature, were withdrawn from our memory, fancy, understanding, and reason, no other hell could equal, for a spiritual being, what we should then feel from the anarchy of our powers. It would be conscious madness,--a horrid thought!

So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky.