I Am A Foe To Tyrants, And

He Wears His Faith But As The Fashion Of His Hat.

When The Age Is In, The Wit Is Out

Time's Glory Is To Command Contending Kings, To Unmask Falsehood, And Bring Truth To Light.

So We'll Live, And Pray, And Sing, And Tell Old Tales, And Laugh At Gilded Butterflies.

If I Be Waspish, Best Beware My Sting.