A Field Of Glory Is A Field

Art Still Followed Where Rome's Eagles Flew.

E'en Sunday Shines No Sabbath Day To Me.

See How The World Its Veterans Rewards! A Youth Of Frolics, An Old Age Of Cards; Fair To No Purpose, Artful To No End, Young Without Lovers, Old Without A Friend; A Fop Their Passion, But Their Prize A Sot; Alive Ridiculous, And Dead Forgot.

With Too Much Quickness Ever To Be Taught; With Too Much Thinking To Have Common Thought.

Religion Blushing, Veils Her Sacred Fires, And Unawares Morality Expires.