Retiring From The Popular Noise, I Seek

I Hate When Vice Can Bolt Her Arguments, And Virtue Has No Tongue To Check Her Pride.

Or Sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's Child!

But That From Us Aught Should Ascend To Heav'n So Prevalent As To Concern The Mind Of God, High-bless'd, Or To Incline His Will, Hard To Belief May Seem; Yet This Will Prayer.

The Sacred Influence Of Light Appears.

He Who Reigns Within Himself And Rules Passions, Desires, And Fears Is More Than A King.