Anticipation Forward Points The View.

For Gold The Merchant Ploughs The Main, The Farmer Ploughs The Manor.

There Is No Such Uncertainty As A Sure Thing.

The Upright, Honest-hearted Man Who Strives To Do The Best He Can, Need Never Fear The Church's Ban Or Hell's Damnation.

Now Nature Hangs Her Mantle Green On Every Blooming Tree, And Spreads Her Sheets O'daisies White Out O'er The Grassy Lea.

The Trout In Yonder Wimpling Burn - That Glides, A Silver Dart, - And, Safe Beneath The Shady Thorn, - Defies The Anglers Art.