Forget Thyself To Marble.

Live While Ye May, Yet Happy Pair.

Justice Divine Mends Not Her Slowest Pace For Prayers Or Cries.

The Wife, Where Danger Or Dishonour Lurks, Safest And Seemliest By Her Husband Stays, Who Guards Her, Or With Her The Worst Endures.

To Be Blind Is Not Miserable; Not To Be Able To Bear Blindness, That Is Miserable.

Oft, On A Plat Of Rising Ground, I Hear The Far-off Curfew Sound Over Some Wide-watered Shore, Swinging Low With Sullen Roar.