If Thou Neglectest Thy Love To Thy

The Strong Desires Of Man's Insatiate Breast May Stand Possess'd Of All That Earth Can Give; But Earth Can Give No Rest.

Wickedness Is Its Own Punishment.

Of All Vices Take Heed Of Drunkenness; Other Vices Are But Fruits Of Disordered Affections--this Disorders, Nay, Banishes Reason; Other Vices But Impair The Soul--this Demolishes Her Two Chief Faculties, The Understanding And The Will; Other Vices Make Their Own Way--this Makes Way For All Vices; He That Is A Drunkard Is Qualified For All Vice.

Be Not Too Rash In The Breaking Of An Inconvenient Custom; As It Was Gotten, So Leave It By Degrees. Danger Attends Upon Too Sudden Alterations; He That Pulls Down A Bad Building By The Great May Be Ruined By The Fall, But He That Takes It Down Brick By Brick May Live To Build A Better.

How Is The Anxious Soul Of Man Befool'd In His Desire, That Thinks An Hectic Fever May Be Cool'd In Flames Of Fire?