Danger Will Wink On Opportunity.

Justice Divine Mends Not Her Slowest Pace For Prayers Or Cries.

Vain Wisdom All, And False Philosophy.

Incens'd With Indignation Satan Stood Unterrify'd, And Like A Comet Burn'd That Fires The Length Of Ophiuchus Huge In Th' Arctic Sky, And From His Horrid Hair Shakes Pestilence And War.

And, When Night Darkens The Streets, Then Wander Forth The Sons Of Belial, Flown With Insolence And Wine.

Seasoned Life Of Man Preserved And Stored Up In Books.