Only to say this, and this is the chiefest thing: never let your dream be taken from you.

Keep it unspotted from the world.

In darkness and in tribulation it will go with you as a friend; but in wealth and power hold fast to it, for then is danger.

Let not the mists of the world, the gay diversions, the little trifles, draw you from glory.
"Remember! "Si oblitus fuero tui Jerusalem,--If I forget thee, O Jerusalem,-- "Oblivioni detur dextera mea,--let my right hand forget her cunning-- "Adhaereat lingua mea faucibus meis, si non meminero tui,--if I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth-- "Si non proposuero Jerusalem, in principis laetitiae meae,--If I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.
"I shall now send a prayer to Heaven," he said, "to keep you safe in the strange foreign ways, to protect you against wind and tempest, against pestilence and sudden death, against the powers of darkness, and Him who goes up and down the world for the ruin of souls." And he turned to the high altar again, and now you'd hear his voice loud and powerful, and now low and secret, and the bell struck, and the acolyte intoned the responses, and all of a sudden he turned and spread forth his hands.
"Ite! Let you go now.

Missa est.".