Virtue, I Grant You, Is An Empty

From Nature's Chain Whatever Link You Strike, Tenth Or Ten Thousandth, Breaks The Chain Alike.

Those Oft Are Stratagems Which Errors Seem Nor Is It Homer Nods, But We That Dream.

Sole Judge Of Truth, In Endless Error Hurled: / The Glory, Jest, And Riddle Of The World!

Reason, However Able, Cool At Best, Cares Not For Service, Or But Serves When Prest, Stays Till We Call, And Then Not Often Near.

An Honest Man's The Noblest Work Of God.