Our Proper Bliss Depends On What We

Never Elated When Someone's Oppressed, Never Dejected When Another One's Blessed.

Curse On All Laws But Those Which Love Has Made.

Oh! Be Thou Blest With All That Heaven Can Send, Long Health, Long Youth, Long Pleasure-and A Friend.

Lend, Lend Your Wings! I Mount! I Fly! O Grave! Where Is Thy Victory? O Death! Where Is Thy Sting?

How Shall I Lose The Sin, Yet Keep The Sense, And Love The Offender, Yet Detest The Offence?