On Wrongs Swift Vengeance Waits.

And Bear About The Mockery Of Woe To Midnight Dances And The Public Show.

Some Are Bewildered In The Maze Of Schools, And Some Made Coxcombs Nature Meant But Fools.

Nay, Fly To Altars; There They'll Talk You Dead; For Fools Rush In Where Angels Fear To Tread.

Dogs, Ye Have Had Your Day!

Good-nature And Good-sense Must Ever Join; To Err Is Human, To Forgive, Divine.