"For whatsoever through Love's eye we see,
Or through Love's ear we hear, or in Love's
heart
Conceive or purpose, whether in thought or
act,
Endures, and is imperishable and true,
Growing within us, toward that greater self
Which lives and is Eternal as the Heavens.
All else is but the shadow of a shade,
A smoke when the fire dies—a thing of
nought. "
That charity is bad which takes from independence its proper pride, from mendicity its salutary shame.
