Though Peace Be Made, Yet It's Interest

No One Was Ever Scolded Out Of Their Sins.

Who Loves A Garden Loves A Greenhouse Too.

I Crown Thee King Of Intimate Delights, Fire-side Enjoyments, Home-born Happiness, And All The Comforts That The Lowly Roof Of Undisturb'd Retirement, And The Hours Of Long Uninterrupted Ev'ning, Know.

For 'tis A Truth Well Known To Most, That Whatsoever Thing Is Lost, We Seek It, Ere It Comes To Light, In Every Cranny But The Right.

That Good Diffused May More Abundant Grow.