A Saint In Crape Is Twice A

In Adamantine Chains Shall Death Be Bound, And Hell's Grim Tyrant Feel Th' Eternal Wound.

Some Are Bewildered In The Maze Of Schools, And Some Made Coxcombs Nature Meant But Fools.

Nor In The Critic Let The Man Be Lost.

It Is Sure The Hardest Science To Forget!

Know Then, Unnumber'd Spirits Round Thee Fly, The Light Militia Of The Lower Sky.