The Light Of Heaven Restore; Give Me

You Eat, In Dreams, The Custard Of The Day.

Unblemish'd Let Me Live Or Die Unknown; Oh, Grant An Honest Fame, Or Grant Me None!

Who Combats Bravely Is Not Therefore Brave, He Dreads A Death-bed Like The Meanest Slave: Who Reasons Wisely Is Not Therefore Wise,- His Pride In Reasoning, Not In Acting Lies.

The Good Must Merit God's Peculiar Care; But Who But God Can Tell Us Who They Are?

You Beat Your Pate, And Fancy Wit Will Come: Knock As You Please, There's No Body At Home.