Devotion's Self Shall Steal A Thought From

Our Passions Are Like Convulsion Fits, Which, Though They Make Us Stronger For A Time, Leave Us The Weaker Ever After.

Luxurious Lobster-nights, Farewell, For Sober, Studious Days!

If I Am Right, Thy Grace Impart Still In The Right To Stay; If I Am Wrong, O, Teach My Heart To Find That Better Way!

Calm, Thinking Villains, Whom No Faith Could Fix, Of Crooked Counsels And Dark Politics.

Now Warm In Love, Now With'ring In My Bloom Lost In A Convent's Solitary Gloom!