Dare To Be Honest And Fear No

Why Has A Religious Turn Of Mind Always A Tendency To Narrow And Harden The Heart?

Even Every Ray Of Hope Destroyed And Not A Wish To Gild The Gloom.

Oh, Stay, Sweet Warbling Woodlark, Stay, Nor Quit For Me The Trembling Spray, A Hapless Lover Courts Thy Lay, Thy Soothing, Fond Complaining.

What's Done We Partly May Compute, But Know Not What's Resisted.

I'll Be Merry And Free, I'll Be Sad For Nae-body; If Nae-body Cares For Me, I'll Care For Nae-body.