Hard Are The Ways Of Truth, And

Men Of Most Renowned Virtue Have Sometimes By Transgressing Most Truly Kept The Law.

But All Was False And Hollow; Though His Tongue Dropp'd Manna, And Could Make The Worse Appear The Better Reason, 4 To Perplex And Dash Maturest Counsels.

Thus With The Year Seasons Return, But Not To Me Returns Day, Or The Sweet Approach Of Ev'n Or Morn, Or Sight Of Vernal Bloom, Or Summer's Rose, Or Flocks, Or Herds, Or Human Face Divine.

The Childhood Shows The Man, As Morning Shows The Day.

A Poet Soaring In The High Reason Of His Fancies, With His Garland And Singing Robes About Him.