The Old And New Testaments Are The

Desperate Remorse Swallows The Present In A Quenchless Rage.

Praises Reap Not! Joys Laugh Not! Sorrows Weep Not!

Then The Parson Might Preach, & Drink, & Sing, And We'd Be As Happy As Birds In The Spring; And Modest Dame Lurch, Who Is Always At Church, Would Not Have Bandy Children, Nor Fasting, Nor Birch.

And Did Those Feet In Ancient Time Walk Upon England's Mountains Green? And Was The Holy Lamb Of God On England's Pleasant Pastures Seen?

Every Thing Possible To Be Believ'd Is An Image Of Truth.