Light Sufferings Give Us Leisure To Complain.

Even Victors Are By Victories Undone.

Happy The Man, And Happy He Alone, He, Who Can Call Today His Own.

I Maintain, Against The Enemies Of The Stage, That Patterns Of Piety, Decently Represented, May Second The Precepts.

The People's Prayer, The Glad Diviner's Theme, The Young Men's Vision, And The Old Men's Dream!

Ill News Is Wing'd With Fate, And Flies Apace.