What Is The Freedom Of The Most

We Learn To Treasure What Is Above This Earth; We Long For Revelation, Which Nowhere Burns More Purely And More Beautifully Than In The New Testament.

Every Bird Has Its Decoy, And Every Man Is Led And Misled In His Own Peculiar Way.

I Have, Alas! Philosophy, Medicine, Jurisprudence Too, And To My Cost Theology, With Ardent Labor, Studied Through. And Here I Stand, With All My Lore, Poor Fool, No Wiser Than Before.

Even The Lowliest, Provided He Is Whole, Can Be Happy, And In His Own . Way, Perfect.

There Is Repetition Everywhere, And Nothing Is Found Only Once In The World.