Wholesome Solitude, The Nurse Of

On Life's Vast Ocean Diversely We Sail. Reasons The Card, But Passion The Gale.

Hope Travels Through, Nor Quits Us When We Die.

Hear How The Birds, On Ev'ry Blooming Spray, With Joyous Musick Wake The Dawning Day.

Unblemish'd Let Me Live Or Die Unknown; Oh, Grant An Honest Fame, Or Grant Me None!

Satire's My Weapon, But I'm Too Discreet To Run Amuck, And Tilt At All I Meet.