Critics! Those Cut-throat Bandits In The Paths

As Tammie Glow'red, Amazed And Curious, The Mirth And Fun Grew Fast And Furious.

Some Rhyme A Neebor's Name To Lash; Some Rhyme (vain Thought!) For Needfu' Cash; Some Rhyme To Court The Countra Clash, An' Raise A Din; For Me, An Aim I Never Fash; I Rhyme For Fun.

A Women Can Make An Average Man Great, And A Great Man Average.

Or Like The Snow Falls In The River, A Moment White-then Melts For Ever . . .

Such Is The Fate Of Simple Bard, On Life's Rough Ocean Luckless Starr'd