I Know And Love The Good, Yet,

I Have Friends Whose Society Is Delightful To Me; They Are Persons Of All Countries And Of All Ages; Distinguished In War, In Council, And In Letters; Easy To Live With, Always At My Command.

Hope Is Incredible To The Slave Of Grief.

Who Over-refines His Argument Brings Himself To Grief

For Death Betimes Is Comfort, Not Dismay, And Who Can Rightly Die Needs No Delay.

Who Naught Suspects Is Easily Deceived.