The Beggarly Last Doit.

Pleasure Is Labour Too, And Tires As Much.

A Self-made Man? Yes, And One Who Worships His Creator.

For When Was Public Virtue To Be Found Where Private Was Not?

How Readily We Wish Time Spent Revoked, That We Might Try The Ground Again Where Once--through Inexperience, As We Now Perceive--we Missed That Happiness We Might Have Found!

I Am Monarch Of All I Survey, My Right There Is None To Dispute, From The Centre All Round To The Sea, I Am Lord Of The Fowl And The Brute.