The Mouse That Always Trusts To One

At Length Corruption, Like A General Flood (so Long By Watchful Ministers Withstood), Shall Deluge All; And Avarice, Creeping On, Spread Like A Low-born Mist, And Blot The Sun.

The Zeal Of Fools Offends At Any Time.

Music The Fiercest Grief Can Charm, And Fate's Severest Rage Disarm. Music Can Soften Pain To Ease, And Make Despair And Madness Please; Our Joys Below It Can Improve, And Antedate The Bliss Above.

Those Oft Are Stratagems Which Errors Seem Nor Is It Homer Nods, But We That Dream.

Let Opening Roses Knotted Oaks Adorn, And Liquid Amber Drop From Every Thorn.