Hope Springs Eternal In The Human Breast:

Intestine War No More Our Passions Wage, And Giddy Factions Bear Away Their Rage.

Many Men Have Been Capable Of Doing A Wise Thing, More A Cunning Thing, But Very Few A Generous Thing.

The Lamb Thy Riot Dooms To Bleed Today, Had He Thy Reason, Would He Skip And Play? Pleas'd To The Last He Crops The Flow'ry Food, And Licks The Hand Just Rais'd To Shed His Blood.

He Knows To Live Who Keeps The Middle State, And Neither Leans On This Side Nor On That.

Good Sense, Which Only Is The Gift Of Heaven, And Though No Science, Fairly Worth The Seven.