One Self-approving Hour Whole Years Outweighs.

The Dull Flat Falsehood Serves For Policy, And In The Cunning, Truth's Itself A Lie.

So Modern 'pothecaries, Taught The Art By Doctor's Bills To Play The Doctor's Part, Bold In The Practice Of Mistaken Rules, Prescribe, Apply, And Call Their Masters Fools.

Ask You What Provocation I Have Had? The Strong Antipathy Of Good To Bad.

When To Mischief Mortals Bend Their Will, How Soon They Find It Instruments Of Ill.

And Die Of Nothing But A Rage To Live.