GOD loves from whole to parts: but human Soul
Must rise from individual to the whole.
Self-love but serves the virtuous Mind to wake,
As the small pebble stirs the peaceful Lake;
The Centre mov'd, a Circle strait succeeds,
Another still, and still another spreads;
Friend, Parent, Neighbour, first it will embrace,
His Country next, and next all Human-race;
Wide, and more wide, th' O'erflowings of the mind
Take ev'ry Creature in, of every kind;
Earth smiles around, with boundless bounty blest,
And Heav'n beholds its Image in his Breast,