Exhausting Thought, And Hiving Wisdom With Each

And What Is Writ Is Writ - / Would It Were Worthier!

This Is The Patent-age Of New Inventions For Killing Bodies, And For Saving Souls, All Propagated With The Best Intentions; Sir Humphrey Davy's Lantern, By Which Coals Are Safely Mined For In The Mode He Mentions, Tombuctoo Travels, Voyages To The Poles, Are Ways To Benefit Mankind, As True, Perhaps, As Shooting Them At Waterloo.

Of All Tales 'tis The Saddest--and More Sad, Because It Makes Us Smile.

Like To The Apples On The Dead Sea's Shore, All Ashes To The Taste.

The Heart Ran O'er With Silent Worship Of The Great Of Old!-- The Dead, But Sceptred Sovereigns, Who Still Rule Our Spirits From Their Urns.