Who Taught That Heaven-directed Spire To Rise?

Did Some More Sober Critics Come Abroad? If Wrong, I Smil'd; If Right, I Kiss'd The Rod.

Trust Not Yourself, But Your Defects To Know, Make Use Of Every Friend And Every Foe.

To The Elysian Shades Dismiss My Soul, Where No Carnation Fades.

Heav'n First Taught Letters For Some Wretch's Aid, Some Banish'd Lover, Or Some Captive Maid.

In This Commonplace World Every One Is Said To Be Romantic Who Either Admires A Fine Thing Or Does One.