Thus, While The Mute Creation Downward Bend

A Knock-down Argument; 'tis But A Word And A Blow.

Doeg, Though Without Knowing How Or Why, Made Still A Blundering Kind Of Melody; Spurr'd Boldly On, And Dash'd Through Thick And Thin, Through Sense And Nonsense, Never Out Nor In; Free From All Meaning Whether Good Or Bad, And In One Word, Heroically Mad.

For Lawful Power Is Still Superior Found, When Long Driven Back, At Length It Stands The Ground.

When Bounteous Autumn Rears Her Head, He Joys To Pull The Ripened Pear.

They, Who Would Combat General Authority With Particular Opinion, Must First Establish Themselves A Reputation Of Understanding Better Than Other Men.