Quips And Cranks And Wanton Wiles, Nods

Who Can In Reason Then Or Right Assume Monarchy Over Such As Live By Right His Equals, If In Power Or Splendor Less, In Freedom Equal?

And Join With Thee Calm Peace And Quiet, Spare Fast, That Oft With Gods Doth Diet.

Fame Is The Spur That The Clear Spirit Doth Raise

Swinish Gluttony Never Looks To Heaven Amidst Its Gorgeous Feast; But With Besotted, Base Ingratitude, Cravens And Blasphemes His Feeder.

Day And Night, Seed-time And Harvest, Heat And Hoary Frost Shall Hold Their Course, Till Fire Purge All Things New.