The Only Time You Run Out Of

What Will A Child Learn Sooner Than A Song?

The Spider's Touch, How Exquisitely Fine! Feels At Each Thread, And Lives Along The Line.

Order Is Heaven's First Law; And This Confess, Some Are And Must Be Greater Than The Rest.

Dear, Damned, Distracting Town, Farewell! Thy Fools No More I'll Tease: This Year In Peace, Ye Critics, Dwell, Ye Harlots, Sleep At Ease!

There Is A Majesty In Simplicity.