For All The Happiness Mankind Can Gain

Good Heaven, Whose Darling Attribute We Find Is Boundless Grace, And Mercy To Mankind, Abhors The Cruel.

He Look'd In Years, Yet In His Years Were Seen A Youthful Vigor, And Autumnal Green.

Government Itself At Length Must Fall To Nature's State, Where All Have Right To All.

And After Hearing What Our Church Can Say, If Still Our Reason Runs Another Way, That Private Reason 'tis More Just To Curb, Than By Disputes The Public Peace Disturb; For Points Obscure Are Of Small Use To Learn, But Common Quiet Is Mankind's Concern.

Sure There's Contagion In The Tears Of Friends.