Time Conquers All, And We Must Time

What Dire Offence From Am'rous Causes Springs, What Mighty Contests Rise From Trivial Things.

A Patriot Is A Fool In Ev'ry Age.

Seas Roll To Waft Me, Suns To Light Me Rise; My Footstool Earth, My Canopy The Skies.

How Happy Is The Blameless Vestal's Lot? The World Forgetting, By The World Forgot.

Oh, Blindness To The Future! Kindly Giv'n, That Each May Fill The Circle Mark'd By Heaven.