How Low, How Little Are The Proud,

Men Will Believe Anything At All Provided They Are Under No Obligation To Believe It.

To Each His Suff'rings; All Are Men, Condemn'd Alike To Groan,- The Tender For Another's Pain, Th' Unfeeling For His Own. Yet Ah! Why Should They Know Their Fate, Since Sorrow Never Comes Too Late, And Happiness Too Swiftly Flies? Thought Would Destroy Their Paradise. No More; Where Ignorance Is Bliss, 't Is Folly To Be Wise.

Full Many A Gem Of Purest Ray Serene, The Dark Unfathomed Caves Of Ocean Bear.

They Hear A Voice In Every Wind, And Snatch A Fearful Joy.

Commerce Changes Entirely The Fate And Genius Of Nations, By Communicating Arts And Opinions, Circulating Money, And Introducing The Materials Of Luxury; She First Opens And Polishes The Mind, Then Corrupts And Enervates Both That And The Body.