Tis But A Part We See, And

To Balance Fortune By A Just Expense, Join With Economy, Magnificence.

Light Quirks Of Music, Broken And Uneven,make The Soul Dance Upon A Jig To Heav'n.

Speed The Soft Intercourse From Soul To Soul, And Waft A Sigh From Indus To The Pole.

A Youth Of Frolic, An Old Age Of Cards.

In Death A Hero, As In Life A Friend!