Hope Springs Exulting On Triumphant Wing.

If Heaven A Draught Of Heavenly Pleasure Spare, One Cordial In This Melancholy Vale, 't Is When A Youthful, Loving, Modest Pair In Other's Arms Breathe Out The Tender Tale

I Have A Hundred Times Wished That One Could Resign Life As An Officer Resigns A Commission.

The Voice Of Nature Loudly Cries,and Many A Message From The Skies,that Something In Us Never Dies.

The Great Creator To Revere Must Sure Become The Creature; But Still The Preaching Cant Forbear, And Ev'n The Rigid Feature: Yet Ne'er With Wits Profane To Range Be Complaisance Extended;an Atheist Laugh's A Poor Exchange For Deity Offended.

But Facts Are Chiels That Winna Ding, An' Downa Be Disputed.