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And Now Without Redemption All Mankind Must Have Been Lost, Adjudged To Death And Hell By Doom Severe.

The End Then Of Learning Is To Repair The Ruins Of Our First Parents By Regaining To Know God Aright, And Out Of That Knowledge To Love Him, To Imitate Him, To Be Like Him, As We May The Nearest By Possessing Our Souls Of True Virtue, Which Being United To The Heavenly Grace Of Faith Makes Up The Highest Perfection.

Accuse Not Nature: She Hath Done Her Part; Do Thou But Thine.

No Date Prefixed Directs Me In The Starry Rubric Set.

And Out Of Good Still To Find Means Of Evil.