A Mighty Maze! But Not Without A

The Ruling Passion, Be It What It Will. The Ruling Passion Conquers Reason Still.

No Louder Shrieks To Pitying Heaven Are Cast, When Husbands Or Lap-dogs Breathe Their Last.

No More The Mounting Larks, While Daphne Sings, Shall, List'ning, In Mid-air Suspend Their Wings.

And More Than Echoes Talk Along The Walls.

Authors Are Partial To Their Wit, 'tis True, But Are Not Critics To Their Judgment, Too?