And, Dying, Bless The Hand That Gave

War Seldom Enters But Where Wealth Allures.

Take Not Away The Life You Cannot Give: For All Things Have An Equal Right To Live.

Death Ends Our Woes, And The Kind Grave Shuts Up The Mournful Scene.

The Good We Have Enjoyed From Heaven's Free Will, And Shall We Murmur To Endure The Ill?

Love Taught Him Shame, And Shame With Love At Strife Soon Taught The Sweet Civilities Of Life.