A Good Poet's Made As Well As

Many Might Go To Heaven With Half The Labour They Go To Hell, If They Would Venture Their Industry The Right Way.

Weigh The Meaning And Look Not At The Words.

The Voice So Sweet, The Words So Fair, As Some Soft Chime Had Stroked The Air; And Though The Sound Had Parted Thence, Still Left An Echo In The Sense.

How Near To Good Is What Is Fair!

Were Guilt Is, Rage And Courage Doth Abound.