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Be Thou The First True Merit To Befriend, His Praise Is Lost Who Stays Till All Commend.

Mark What Unvary'd Laws Preserve Each State, Laws Wise As Nature, And As Fixed As Fate.

Do Good By Stealth, And Blush To Find It Fame.

Whoever Thinks A Faultless Piece To See, Thinks What Ne'er Was, Nor Is, Nor E'er Shall Be, In Every Work Regard The Writer's End, Since None Can Compass More Than They Intend; And If The Means Be Just, The Conduct True, Applause, In Spite Of Trivial Faults, Is Due.

So Upright Quakers Please Both Man And God.