The People's Prayer, The Glad Diviner's Theme,

Rhyme Is The Rock On Which Thou Art To Wreck.

Repentance Is The Virtue Of Weak Minds.

When Beauty Fires The Blood, How Love Exalts The Mind!

None Would Live Past Years Again, Yet All Hope Pleasure In What Yet Remain; And, From The Dregs Of Life, Think To Receive, What The First Sprightly Running Could Not Give.

Repartee Is The Soul Of Conversation.