Revealed Religion First Informed Thy Sight, And

Beauty, Like Ice, Our Footing Does Betray; Who Can Tread Sure On The Smooth, Slippery Way: Pleased With The Surface, We Glide Swiftly On, And See The Dangers That We Cannot Shun.

Roused By The Lash Of His Own Stubborn Tail Our Lion Now Will Foreign Foes Assail.

For Danger Levels Man And Brute And All Are Fellows In Their Need.

The Love Of Liberty With Life Is Given, And Life Itself The Inferior Gift Of Heaven.

War Is A Trade Of Kings.