Anarchy Is The Sure Consequence Of Tyranny;

Necessity And Chance Approach Not Me, And What I Will Is Fate.

Blind Mouths! That Scarce Themselves Know How To Hold A Sheep-hook.

Ask For This Great Deliverer Now, And Find Him Eyeless In Gaza At The Mill With Slaves.

Such Bickerings To Recount, Met Often In These Our Writers, What More Worth Is It Than To Chronicle The Wars Of Kites Or Crows Flocking And Fighting In The Air?

So Glistered The Dire Snake , And Into Fraud Led Eve, Our Credulous Mother, To The Tree Of Prohibition, Root Of All Our Woe.