Man Wants But Little Here Below, Nor

In All The Silent Manliness Of Grief.

And E'en While Fashion's Brightest Arts Decoy, The Heart Distrusting Asks If This Be Joy.

She Who Makes Her Husband And Her Children Happy, Who Reclaims The One From Vice, And Trains Up The Other To Virtue, Is A Much Greater Character Than The Ladies Described In Romance, Whose Whole Occupation Is To Murder Mankind With Shafts From Their Quiver Or Their Eyes.

Blest That Abode, Where Want And Pain Repair, And Every Stranger Finds A Ready Chair.

Here Lies David Garrick, Describe Me Who Can, An Abridgment Of All That Was Pleasant In Man.