On Lebanon’s sequestered height The fair Adonis left the realms of light, Bowed his bright locks, and, fated from his birth To change eternal, mingled with the earth; With darker horror shook the conscious wood, Groaned the sad gales, and rivers blushed with blood. […] What really changes the nature of men to that of brute animals? […] As the Greeks supposed three divine beings separately to preside over the heavens and the earth, the ocean, and the infernal regions; the Hindus suppose that Brahma ought to have three names, and that he governs in three characters, when he is regarded as the Preserver of the Universe, the Mover of the Waters, and the Destroyer or Changer of Forms. […] Yet is he still Himself the same, one form, one face, one will And these his twofold aspects are but one;              And change is none In him; for change in Yamen could not be,              The immutable is He. […] The cruelty of the Mexicans in their worship is detestable, and sorry as one may feel for the misfortunes which they have experienced under the dominion of the Spaniards, the abolition of human sacrifices, and the introduction of Christianity into their country, must be accounted a change for the better.