Hills Peep O'er Hills, And Alps On

Not Half So Swift The Trembling Doves Can Fly, When The Fierce Eagle Cleaves The Liquid Sky; Not Half So Swiftly The Fierce Eagle Moves, When Thro' The Clouds He Drives The Trembling Doves.

Love The Offender, Yet Detest The Offense.

But Those Who Cannot Write, And Those Who Can, All Rhyme, And Scrawl, And Scribble, To A Man.

And Bear About The Mockery Of Woe To Midnight Dances And The Public Show.

A Disputant No More Cares For The Truth Than The Sportsman For The Hare.