Judges And Senates Have Been Bought For

Poets Heap Virtues, Painters Gems, At Will, And Show Their Zeal, And Hide Their Want Of Skill.

By Flatterers Besieged And So Obliging That He Ne'er Obliged.

Hope Humbly Then; With Trembling Pinions Soar; Wait The Great Teacher, Death, And God Adore; What Future Bliss He Gives Not Thee To Know, But Gives That Hope To Be Thy Blessing Now.

O Peace! How Many Wars Were Waged In Thy Name.

The Soul's Calm Sunshine, And The Heartfelt Joy.