A Wolf Eats Sheep But Now And

Breathe Soft, Ye Winds! Ye Waves, In Silence Sleep!

Give Me, Kind Heaven, A Private Station, A Mind Serene For Contemplation.

Nor Love, Not Honor, Wealth Nor Power, Can Give The Heart A Cheerful Hour When Health Is Lost. Be Timely Wise; With Health All Taste Of Pleasure Flies.

Beasts Kill For Hunger, Men For Pay.

The Careful Insect 'midst His Works I View, Now From The Flowers Exhaust The Fragrant Dew, With Golden Treasures Load His Little Thighs, And Steer His Distant Journey Through The Skies.