Let Us Go Forth And Resolutely Dare

Son Of Heav'n And Earth, Attend: That Thou Art Happy, Owe To God; That Thou Continuest Such, Owe To Thyself, That Is, To Thy Obedience; Therein Stand.

Among The Writers Of All Ages, Some Deserve Fame, And Have It; Others Neither Have Nor Deserve It; Some Have It, Not Deserving It; Others, Though Deserving It, Yet Totally Miss It, Or Have It Not Equal To Their Deserts.

The Brazen Throat Of War.

The Gay Motes That People The Sunbeams.

He Touch'd The Tender Stops Of Various Quills, With Eager Thought Warbling His Doric Lay.