On Life's Vast Ocean Diversely We Sail,

Thou Wert My Guide, Philosopher, And Friend.

Get Your Enemy To Read Your Works In Order To Mend Them, For Your Friend Is So Much Your Second Self That He Will Judge Too Like You.

Ladies, Like Variegated Tulips, Show 'tis To Their Changes Half Their Charms We Owe.

Our Rural Ancestors, With Little Blest, Patient Of Labor When The End Was Rest, Indulged The Day That Housed Their Annual Grain, With Feasts, And Off'rings, And A Thankful Strain.

Then From The Mint Walks Forth The Man Of Rhyme, Happy To Catch Me, Just At Dinner-time.