Possess Your Soul With Patience.

I Learn To Pity Woes So Like My Own.

Ev'n Wit's A Burthen, When It Talks Too Long.

Satire Among The Romans, But Not Among The Greeks, Was A Bitter Invective Poem.

The World To Bacon Does Not Only Owe It's Present Knowledge, But Its Future Too.

Fattened In Vice, So Callous And So Gross, He Sins And Sees Not, Senseless Of His Loss.