He Is The Freeman Whom The Truth

Where Thou Art Gone, Adieus And Farewells Are A Sound Unknown.

Satan Trembles When He Sees The Weakest Saint Upon Their Knees.

Ages Elapsed Ere Homer's Lamp Appear'd, And Ages Ere The Mantuan Swan Was Heard: To Carry Nature Lengths Unknown Before, To Give A Milton Birth, Ask'd Ages More.

They Love The Country, And None Else, Who Seek For Their Own Sake Its Silence And Its Shade. Delights Which Who Would Leave, That Has A Heart Susceptible Of Pity, Or A Mind Cultured And Capable Of Sober Thought.

Could He With Reason Murmur At His Case, Himself Sole Author Of His Own Disgrace?