The Vulgar Boil, The Learned Roast, An

Silence! Coeval With Eternity! Thou Wert Ere Nature's Self Began To Be; Thine Was The Sway Ere Heaven Was Formed On Earth, Ere Fruitful Thought Conceived Creation's Birth.

When Rumours Increase, And When There Is An Abundance Of Noise And Clamour, Believe The Second Report.

I Am Satisfied To Trifle Away My Time, Rather Than Let It Stick By Me.

One Thought Of Thee Puts All The Pomp To Flight; Priests, Tapers, Temples, Swim Before My Sight.

Praise Undeserved, Is Satire In Disguise.