Such Ever Was Love's Way: To Rise,

Though Rome's Gross Yoke Drops Off, No More To Be Endured, Her Teaching Is Not So Obscured By Errors And Perversities, That No Truth Shines Athwart The Lies.

A Minute Of Success Pays For Years Of Failure.

Death Was Past, Life Not Come: So He Waited.

Truth Never Hurts The Teller.

Hatred And Cark And Care, What Place Have They / In Yon Blue Liberality Of Heaven?.