Ask You What Provocation I Have Had?

Authors, Like Coins, Grow Dear As They Grow Old.

From Vulgar Bounds With Brave Disorder Part, And Snatch A Grace Beyond The Reach Of Art.

Let Opening Roses Knotted Oaks Adorn, And Liquid Amber Drop From Every Thorn.

Who Taught That Heaven-directed Spire To Rise?

Chaste To Her Husband, Frank To All Beside, A Teeming Mistress, But A Barren Bride.