Sufficient To Have Stood, Though Free To

No War Or Battle Sound Was Heard The World Around.

The Timely Dew Of Sleep.

So Much I Feel My Genial Spirits Droop, My Hopes All Flat, Nature Within Me Seems In Her Functions Weary Of Herself.

Impostor; Do Not Charge Most Innocent Nature, As If She Would Her Children Should Be Riotous With Her Abundance; She, Good Cateress, Means Her Provision Only To The Good, That Live According To Her Sober Laws, And Holy Dictate Of Spare Temperance.

The Planets In Their Station List'ning Stood.