Never Was It Given To Mortal Man

For I, Who Hold Sage Homer's Rule The Best, Welcome The Coming, Speed The Going Guest.

In Vain Sedate Reflections We Would Make When Half Our Knowledge We Must Snatch, Not Take.

Dear, Damned, Distracting Town, Farewell! Thy Fools No More I'll Tease: This Year In Peace, Ye Critics, Dwell, Ye Harlots, Sleep At Ease!

Is It, In Heav'n, A Crime To Love Too Well?

All Nature's Diff'rence Keeps All Nature's Peace.