Now I Shall Go To Sleep. Goodnight.

And Those Who Saw, It Did Surprise, Such Drops Could Fall From Human Eyes.

Though The Day Of My Destiny 's Over, And The Star Of My Fate Hath Declined, Thy Soft Heart Refused To Discover The Faults Which So Many Could Find.

Glory, Like The Phoenix 'midst Her Fires, Exhales Her Odours, Blazes, And Expires.

Man, Being Reasonable, Must Get Drunk; The Best Of Life Is But Intoxication.

O Ye! Who Teach The Ingenious Youth Of Nations, Holland, France, England, Germany Or Spain, I Pray Ye Flog Them Upon All Occasions, It Mends Their Morals, Never Mind The Pain.