Nature Meant Me A Wife, A Silly,

Tis Fate That Flings The Dice, And As She Flings Of Kings Makes Peasants, And Of Peasants Kings.

Ill Habits Gather Unseen Degrees, As Brooks Make Rivers, Rivers Run To Seas.

And, Dying, Bless The Hand That Gave The Blow.

Inspire The Vocal Brass, Inspire; The World Is Past Its Infant Age: Arms And Honour, Arms And Honour, Set The Martial Mind On Fire, And Kindle Manly Rage.

All, As They Say, That Glitters Is Not Gold.