To Swear Is Neither Brave, Polite, Nor

There Is Nothing That Is Meritorious But Virtue And Friendship.

Where London's Column, Pointing At The Skies, Like A Tall Bully, Lifts The Head, And Lies.

Our Grandsire, Adam, Ere Of Eve Possesst, Alone, And E'en In Paradise Unblest, With Mournful Looks The Blissful Scenes Survey'd, And Wander'd In The Solitary Shade. The Maker Say, Took Pity, And Bestow'd Woman, The Last, The Best Reserv'd Of God.

Who Sees With Equal Eye, As God Of All, A Hero Perish Or A Sparrow Fall, Atoms Or Systems Into Ruin Hurl'd, And Now A Bubble Burst, And Now A World.

The Greatest Magnifying Glasses In The World Are A Man's Own Eyes When They Look Upon His Own Person.