Bankrupt Of Life, Yet Prodigal Of Ease.

Doeg, Though Without Knowing How Or Why, Made Still A Blundering Kind Of Melody; Spurr'd Boldly On, And Dash'd Through Thick And Thin, Through Sense And Nonsense, Never Out Nor In; Free From All Meaning Whether Good Or Bad, And In One Word, Heroically Mad.

A Lively Faith Will Bear Aloft The Mind, And Leave The Luggage Of Good Works Behind.

For What Can Power Give More Than Food And Drink, To Live At Ease, And Not Be Bound To Think?

What Passion Cannot Music Raise And Quell!

When I Consider Life, It Is All A Cheat. Yet Fooled With Hope, People Favor This Deceit.