And, Dying, Bless The Hand That Gave

Beware Of The Fury Of The Patient Man.

The Fool Of Nature Stood With Stupid Eyes And Gaping Mouth, That Testified Surprise.

Let Cheerfulness On Happy Fortune Wait.

Set All Things In Their Own Peculiar Place, And Know That Order Is The Greatest Grace.

For Lawful Power Is Still Superior Found, When Long Driven Back, At Length It Stands The Ground.