Give Me Again My Hollow Tree A

At Every Trifle Take Offense, That Always Shows Great Pride Or Little Sense.

I As Little Fear That God Will Damn A Man That Has Charity, As I Hope That The Priests Can Save One Who Has Not.

Dogs, Ye Have Had Your Day!

If A Man's Character Is To Be Abused There's Nobody Like A Relative To Do The Business.

Is It, In Heav'n, A Crime To Love Too Well? To Bear Too Tender Or Too Firm A Heart, To Act A Lover's Or A Roman's Part? Is There No Bright Reversion In The Sky For Those Who Greatly Think, Or Bravely Die?