Th' Unwilling Gratitude Of Base Mankind!

Who Taught That Heaven-directed Spire To Rise?

Jarring Interests Of Themselves Create The According Music Of A Well-mixed State.

Judge Not Of Actions By Their Mere Effect; Dive To The Center, And The Cause Detect. Great Deeds From Meanest Springs May Take Their Course, And Smallest Virtues From A Mighty Source.

The Meeting Points The Sacred Hair Dissever From The Fair Head, Forever, And Forever! Then Flashed The Living Lightning From Her Eyes, And Screams Of Horror Rend Th' Affrighted Skies.

The Soul, Uneasy And Confin'd From Home, Rests And Expatiates In A Life To Come.