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Contemplation Is Necessary To Generate An Object, But Action Must Propagate It.

For Converse Among Men, Beautiful Persons Have Less Need Of The Mind's Commending Qualities. Beauty In Itself Is Such A Silent Orator, That It Is Ever Pleading For Respect And Liking, And By The Eyes Of Others Is Ever Sending, To Their Hearts For Love.

Of All Trees, I Observe God Hath Chosen The Vine, A Low Plant That Creeps Upon The Helpful Wall; Of All Beasts, The Soft And Patient Lamb; Of All Fowls, The Mild And Guileless Dove. Christ Is The Rose Of The Field, And The Lily Of The Valley. When God Appeared To Moses, It Was Not In The Lofty Cedar Nor The Sturdy Oak Nor The Spreading Palm; But In A Bush, A Humble, Slender, Abject Shrub; As If He Would, By These Elections, Check The Conceited Arrogance Of Man.

I Love The Man That Is Modestly Valiant; That Stirs Not Till He Most Needs, And Then To Purpose. A Continued Patience I Commend Not.

Riches, Though They May Reward Virtues, Yet They Cannot Cause Them; He Is Much More Noble Who Deserves A Benefit Than He Who Bestows One.