Be Niggards Of Advice On

Man, Like The Generous Vine, Supported Lives; The Strength He Gains Is From The Embrace He Gives.

Presumptuous Man! The Reason Wouldst Thou Find,why Form'd So Weak, So Little, And So Blind?first, If Thou Canst, The Harder Reason Guess,why Form'd No Weaker, Blinder, And No Less!ask Of Thy Mother Earth, Why Oaks Are Madetaller Or Stronger Than The Weeds They Shade?or Ask Of Yonder Argent Fields Above,why Jove's Satellites Are Less Than Jove?

And Write About It, Goddess, And About It!

The Same Ambition Can Destroy Or Save, And Make A Patriot As It Makes A Knave.

In A Sadly Pleasing Strain, Let The Warbling Lute Complain.