Every tear from every eye Becomes a babe in eternity. - William Blake

To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love All pray in their distress; And to these virtues of delight Return their thankfulness. For Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love Is God, our father dear, And Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love Is Man, his child and care. For Mercy has a human heart, Pity a human face, And Love, the human form divine, And Peace, the human dress.

Rintrah roars and shakes his fires in the burden'd air;
Hungry clouds swag on the deep.

That which can be made Explicit to the idiot is not worth my care.