Lights Of The World, And Stars Of

Ages Elapsed Ere Homer's Lamp Appear'd, And Ages Ere The Mantuan Swan Was Heard: To Carry Nature Lengths Unknown Before, To Give A Milton Birth, Ask'd Ages More.

I Pity Them Greatly, But I Must Be Mum, For How Could We Do Without Sugar And Rum?

But Animated Nature Sweeter Still, To Soothe And Satisfy The Human Ear.

The Few That Pray At All Pray Oft Amiss.

O Winter! Ruler Of The Inverted Year, . . . I Crown Thee King Of Intimate Delights, Fireside Enjoyments, Home-born Happiness, And All The Comforts That The Lowly Roof Of Undisturbed Retirement, And The Hours Of Long Uninterrupted Evening, Know.