Misery Still Delights To Trace Its Semblance

Could He With Reason Murmur At His Case, Himself Sole Author Of His Own Disgrace?

Stamps God's Own Name Upon A Lie Just Made, To Turn A Penny In The Way Of Trade.

But Slaves That Once Conceive The Glowing Thought Of Freedom, In That Hope Itself Possess All That The Contest Calls For; Spirit, Strength, The Scorn Of Danger, And United Hearts, The Surest Presage Of The Good They Seek.

The Nurse Sleeps Sweetly, Hired To Watch The Sick, / Whom, Snoring, She Disturbs.

Meditation Here May Think Down Hours To Moments. Here The Heart May Give A Useful Lesson To The Head And Learning Wiser Grow Without His Books.