Breathe Soft, Ye Winds! Ye Waves, In

Learning By Study Must Be Won; 'twas Ne'er Entail'd From Son To Son.

Beasts Kill For Hunger, Men For Pay.

In Every Age And Clime We See Two Of A Trade Can Never Agree.

How Happy Could I Be With Either, Were T'other Dear Charmer Away!

Envy Is A Kind Of Praise.