Each passion curb, refrain from foul excess;
The swelling fury of the blood repress.
On righteous basis let each action rest,—
Be moral worth the guide, the sign, and test:
By this fair touch-stone let each thought be tried;
And heavenly truth shall in thy breast abide.
[1]Thus shall the soul, when left this mortal home,
Thro' regions pure of sublime raptures roam.
- ↑ See note E, page 175.
things. By me princes rule, and the mighty decree justice. I love them that love me: and they that in the morning early watch for me, shall find me. With me are riches and glory, glorious riches and justice. For my fruit is better than gold and the precious stone, and my blossoms than choice silver. I walk in the way of justice, in the midst of the paths of judgment. That I may enrich them that love me, and may fill their treasures. Prov., 8 ch., 12–21 ver.
