The Pregnant Quarry Teem'd With Human Form.

The English Laws Punish Vice; The Chinese Laws Do More, They Reward Virtue.

The Fortunate Circumstances Of Our Lives Are Generally Found, At Last, To Be Of Our Own Producing.

And Learn The Luxury Of Doing Good.

Hope, Like The Gleaming Taper's Light, Adorns And Cheers Our Way; And Still, As Darker Grows The Night, Emits A Brighter Ray.

Our Bounty, Like A Drop Of Water, Disappears, When Diffus'd Too Widely