Ages Are All Equal. / But Genius

The Lamb Misused Breeds Public Strife And Yet Forgives The Butcher's Knife.

O God, Protect Me From My Friends, That They Have Not Power Over Me. Thou Hast Giv'n Me Power To Protect Myself From Thy Bitterest Enemies.

The Fields From Islington To Marybone, To Primrose Hill And Saint John's Wood, Were Builded Over With Pillars Of Gold; And There Jerusalem's Pillars Stood.

He Who Kisses Joy As It Flies By Will Live In Eternity's Sunrise.

The Cut Worm Forgives The Plow.