Such Sweet Compulsion Doth In Music Lie.

Zeal And Duty Are Not Slow But On Occasion's Forelock Watchful Wait.

The Planets In Their Station List'ning Stood.

For Men To Tell How Human Life Began Is Hard; For Who Himself Beginning Knew?

Equally Inured By Moderation Either State To Bear, Prosperous Or Adverse.

I Sat Me Down To Watch Upon A Bank With Ivy Canopied And Interwove With Flaunting Honeysuckle.