Praise Undeserved, Is Satire In Disguise.

Satire Or Sense, Alas! Can Sporus Feel? Who Breaks A Butterfly Upon A Wheel?

The Soul's Calm Sunshine, And The Heartfelt Joy.

Die Of A Rose In Aromatic Pain.

Behold The Groves That Shine With Silver Frost, Their Beauty Withered, And Their Verdure Lost!

Of Fight Or Fly, This Choice Is Left Ye, To Resist Or Die.