Of Fight Or Fly, This Choice Is

Whether The Charmer Sinner It, Or Saint It, If Folly Grow Romantic, I Must Paint It.

Tis But A Part We See, And Not A Whole.

The Heart Resolves This Matter In A Trice, "men Only Feel The Smart, But Not The Vice.

Give Me Again My Hollow Tree A Crust Of Bread, And Liberty!

How Happy Is The Blameless Vestal's Lot? The World Forgetting, By The World Forgot.