Measure your mind's height by the shade it casts.
Man seeks his own good at the whole world's cost.
There's a new tribunal now higher than God's -The educated man's!
In heaven I yearn for knowledge, account all else inanity; On earth I confess an itch for the praise of fools - that's vanity
In God's good time, Which does not always fall on Saturday When the world looks for wages.
Thou art my single day, God lends to leaven What were all earth else, with a feel of heaven.