Execute Their Airy Purposes.

What Reinforcement We May Gain From Hope; If Not, What Resolution From Despair.

Hide Me From Day's Garish Eye, While The Bee With Honied Thigh, That At Her Flowery Work Doth Sing, And The Waters Murmuring With Such Consort As They Keep, Entice The Dewy-feathered Sleep.

And As An Ev'ning Dragon Came, Assailant On The Perched Roosts And Nests In Order Rang'd Of Tame Villatic Fowl.

No Man Who Knows Aught, Can Be So Stupid To Deny That All Men Naturally Were Born Free.

Freely We Serve, Because We Freely Love, As In Our Will To Love Or Not; In This We Stand Or Fall.