The Bright Sun Was Extinguish'd, And The

What's Drinking? A Mere Pause From Thinking!

This Is The Patent Age Of New Inventions For Killing Bodies, And For Saving Souls. All Propagated With The Best Intentions.

And What Is Writ Is Writ - / Would It Were Worthier!

Men Love In Haste, But They Detest At Leisure.

A Change Came O'er The Spirit Of My Dream.