He 's Gone, And Who Knows How

These Are Thy Glorious Works, Parent Of Good!

For Evil News Rides Post, While Good News Baits.

So Shall The World Go On, To Good Malignant, To Bad Men Benign, Under Her Own Weight Groaning.

Thence To The Famous Orators Repair, Those Ancient, Whose Resistless Eloquence Wielded At Will That Fierce Democratie, Shook The Arsenal, And Fulmin'd Over Greece, To Macedon, And Artaxerxes' Throne.

Tears Such As Angels Weep.