Gentle Dullness Ever Loves A Joke.

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

Placed On This Isthmus Of A Middle State, A Being Darkly Wise And Rudely Great... He Hangs Between; In Doubt To Act Or Rest; In Doubt To Deem Himself A God, Or Beast; In Doubt His Mind Or Body To Prefer; Born To Die, And Reasoning But To Err.

In Faith And Hope The World Will Disagree, But All Mankind's Concern Is Charity.

See How The World Its Veterans Rewards! A Youth Of Frolics, An Old Age Of Cards; Fair To No Purpose, Artful To No End, Young Without Lovers, Old Without A Friend; A Fop Their Passion, But Their Prize A Sot; Alive Ridiculous, And Dead Forgot.

The Right Divine Of Kings To Govern Wrong.