His Heart As Far From Fraud As

We Are Oft To Blame In This, - 'tis Too Much Proved, - That With Devotion's Visage, And Pios Action We Do Sugar O'er The Devil Himself.

I Could Be Well Content To Entertain The Lag-end Of My Life With Quiet Hours.

When A Father Gives To His Son, Both Laugh; When A Son Gives To His Father, Both Cry.

I Know No Ways To Mince It In Love, But Directly To Say - I Love You

O England! Model To Thy Inward Greatness, Like Little Body With A Might Heart.