Heaven Breathes Thro' Ev'ry Member Of The

Pride, Where Wit Fails, Steps In To Our Defence, And Fills Up All The Mighty Void Of Sense.

And Make Each Day A Critic On The Last.

You Beat Your Pate, And Fancy Wit Will Come: Knock As You Please, There's No Body At Home.

Who Dies In Youth And Vigour, Dies The Best.

Who Sees With Equal Eye, As God Of All, A Hero Perish Or A Sparrow Fall, Atoms Or Systems Into Ruin Hurl'd, And Now A Bubble Burst, And Now A World.