And first, the fair PARABOLA behold, Her timid arms, with virgin blush, unfold! Though, on one focus fixed, her eyes betray A heart that glows with love's resistless sway.
Every hand and every hour should be devoted to rescue the world from its insanity of guilt, and to assuage the pangs of human hearts with balm and anodyne. To pity distress is but human; to relieve it is Godlike.
