Painters And Poets Have Liberty To Lie.

An Honest Man Here Lies At Rest, The Friend Of Man The Friend Of Truth The Friend Of Age And Guide Of Youth. Few Hearts Like His With Virtue Warmed, Few Heads With Knowledge So Informed. If There's Another World, He Lives In Bliss. If There Is None, He Made The Best Of This.

Look Abroad Through Nature's Range, Nature's Mighty Law Is Change.

I Have A Hundred Times Wished That One Could Resign Life As An Officer Resigns A Commission.

What's A' Your Jargon O' Your Schools, Your Latin Names For Horns And Stools; If Honest Nature Made You Fools.

Even Every Ray Of Hope Destroyed And Not A Wish To Gild The Gloom.