To Him No High, No Low, No

Now Warm In Love, Now With'ring In My Bloom Lost In A Convent's Solitary Gloom!

Not Always Actions Show The Man; We Find Who Does A Kindness Is Not Therefore Kind.

But See, Orion Sheds Unwholesome Dews; Arise, The Pines A Noxious Shade Diffuse; Sharp Boreas Blows, And Nature Feels Decay, Time Conquers All, And We Must Time Obey.

They Dream In Courtship, But In Wedlock Wake.

While Pensive Poets Painful Vigils Keep, Sleepless Themselves, To Give Their Readers Sleep.