With Odorous Oil Thy Head

Mankind Is Ever The Same, And Nothing Lost Out Of Nature, Though Everything Is Altered.

When Bounteous Autumn Rears Her Head, He Joys To Pull The Ripened Pear.

Want Is A Bitter And A Hateful Good, Because Its Virtues Are Not Understood; Yet Many Things, Impossible To Thought, Have Been By Need To Full Perfection Brought. The Daring Of The Soul Proceeds From Thence, Sharpness Of Wit, And Active Diligence; Prudence At Once, And Fortitude It Gives; And, If In Patience Taken, Mends Our Lives.

And Nobler Is A Limited Command, Given By The Love Of All Your Native Land, Than A Successive Title, Long And Dark, Drawn From The Mouldy Rolls Of Noah's Ark.

Thus All Below Is Strength, And All Above Is Grace.