A fiery soul, which, working out its way, Fretted the pygmy-body to decay, And o'er-informed the tenement of clay.

And I will say to my soul, Soul, thou hast much goods laid up for many years; take thine ease, eat, drink, and be merry.

And see all sights from pole to pole And glance, and nod, and bustle by, And never once possess our soul Before we die.

But each day brings from its pretty dust Our soon choked souls to fill.

But thou shall flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the wars of elements, The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds.

Everywhere the human soul stands between a hemisphere of light and another of darkness; on the confines of two everlasting hostile empires, Necessity and Freewill.

For what is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?

He that winneth souls is wise.

In your patience possess ye your souls.

Lord of oneself, uncumbered with a name.