Youth Smiles Without Any Reason. It Is

Gay Hope Is Theirs By Fancy Fed, Less Pleasing When Possest; The Tear Forgot As Soon As Shed, The Sunshine Of The Breast.

Sorrow's Faded Form, And Solitude Behind.

Implores The Passing Tribute Of A Sigh.

Ah, Tell Them They Are Men!

Daughter Of Jove, Relentless Power, Thou Tamer Of The Human Breast, Whose Iron Scourge And Tort'ring Hour The Bad Affright, Afflict The Best!