The Rising World Of Waters Dark And

Midnight Brought On The Dusky Hour Friendliest To Sleep And Silence.

The Earth, Though In Comparison Of Heaven So Small, Nor Glistering, May Of Solid Good Contain More Plenty Than The Sun, That Barren Shines.

The First And Wisest Of Them All Professed To Know This Only, That He Nothing Knew.

He 's Gone, And Who Knows How He May Report Thy Words By Adding Fuel To The Flame?

Among The Writers Of All Ages, Some Deserve Fame, And Have It; Others Neither Have Nor Deserve It; Some Have It, Not Deserving It; Others, Though Deserving It, Yet Totally Miss It, Or Have It Not Equal To Their Deserts.