Exclusively Of The Abstract Sciences,

I Do Not Wish You To Act From These Truths; No, Still And Always Act From Your Feelings; Only Meditate Often On These Truths That Sometime Or Other They May Become Your Feelings.

Nor Dim Nor Red, Like God's Own Head, The Glorious Sun Uprist

That Willing Suspension Of Disbelief For The Moment, Which Constitutes Poetic Faith.

This World Has Angels All Too Few, And Heaven Is Overflowing.

In Your Intercourse With Sects, The Sublime And Abstruse Doctrines Of Christian Belief Belong To The Church; But The Faith Of The Individual, Centred In His Heart, Is, Or May Be, Collateral To Them. Faith Is Subjective.