Every Thing Possible To Be

What Is Now Proved Was Once Only Imagined.

He Who Shall Teach The Child To Doubtthe Rotting Grave Shall Ne'er Get Out.

The Ancient Poets Animated All Sensible Objects With Gods Or Geniuses, Calling Them By The Names And Adorning Them With The Properties Of Woods, Rivers, Mountains, Lakes, Cities, Nations, And Whatever Their Enlarged & Numerous Senses Could Perceive.

Love To Faults Is Always Blind, Always Is To Joy Inclined. Lawless, Winged, And Unconfined, And Breaks All Chains From Every Mind.

The Man Who Never In His Mind & Thoughts Travel'd To Heaven Is No Artist.