Better Be Courted And Jilted

But Sad As Angels For The Good Man's Sin, Weep To Record, And Blush To Give It In.

The Patriot's Blood Is The Seed Of Freedom's Tree.

One Moment May With Bliss Repay Unnumbered Hours Of Pain.

The Meteor Flag Of England Shall Yet Terrific Burn, Till Danger's Troubled Night Depart, And The Star Of Peace Return.

He Scorn'd His Own, Who Felt Another's Woe.