Liberty's In Every Blow! Let Us Do

There Is No Such Uncertainty As A Sure Thing.

The Wisest Man The Warl' E'er Saw, He Dearly Loved The Lasses, O.

What's Done We Partly May Compute, But Know Not What's Resisted.

But Pleasures Are Like Poppies Spread, You Seize The Flower, It's Bloom Is Shed; Or, Like The Snow-fall In The River, A Moment White, Then Melts Forever.

Again Rejoicing Nature Sees Her Robe Assume Its Vernal Hues Her Leafy Locks Wave In The Breeze, All Freshly Steep'd In The Morning Dews.