And Little Eagles Wave Their Wings In

But Thousands Die Without Or This Or That, Die, And Endow A College Or A Cat.

Heaven Gave To Woman The Peculiar Grace To Spin, To Weep, And Cully Human Race.

And Die Of Nothing But A Rage To Live.

Whether With Reason, Or With Instinct Blest, Know, All Enjoy That Pow'r Which Suits Them Best.

Fame, Wealth, And Honour! What Are You To Love?