Give Me Again My Hollow Tree A

But Would You Sing, And Rival Orpheus' Strain. The Wond'ring Forests Soon Should Dance Again; The Moving Mountains Hear The Powerful Call. And Headlong Streams Hand Listening In Their Fall!

Virtue Alone Is Happiness Below.

Is There No Bright Reversion In The Sky, For Those Who Greatly Think Or Bravely Die?

If It Be The Chief Point Of Friendship To Comply With A Friends Motions And Inclinations, He Possesses This In A Eminent Degree; He Lies Down When I Sit, And Walks When I Walk, Which Is More Than Many Good Friends Can Pretend To Do.

The Difference Is Too Nice - Where Ends The Virtue Or Begins The Vice.