On The Ear Drops The Light Drip

'tis Sweet To Know There Is An Eye Will Mark Our Coming, And Look Brighter When We Come.

Talent May Be In Time Forgiven, But Genius Never

If Ancient Tales Say True, Nor Wrong These Holy Men.

No Words Suffice The Secret Soul To Show, For Truth Denies All Eloquence To Woe.

Next To Dressing For A Rout Or Ball, Undressing Is A Woe.