What Reason Weaves, By Passion Is Undone.

The Sound Must Seem An Echo To The Sense.

Offend Her, And She Knows Not To Forgive; Oblige Her, And She'll Hate You While You Live.

Fix'd Like A Plant On His Peculiar Spot, To Draw Nutrition, Propagate And Rot.

Dogs, Ye Have Had Your Day!

Happy The Man Whose Wish And Care A Few Paternal Acres Bound, Content To Breathe His Native Air In His Own Ground.