text:  "'Yet O God' (I said ) 'O grave' (I said ) 'O mother's heart and bosom! With whom first and last are equal saint and corpse and little child! We are fools to your deductions in these figments of heart-closing! We are traitors to your causes in these sympathies defiled! "'Learn more reverence madam not for rank or wealth--_that_ needs no learning; _That_ comes quickly--quick as sin does! ay and often works to sin; But for Adam's seed MAN! Trust me 'tis a clay above your scorning With God's image stamp'd upon it and God's kindling breath within