Our Proper Bliss Depends On What We

The Soul, Uneasy And Confin'd From Home, Rests And Expatiates In A Life To Come.

Good-nature And Good-sense Must Ever Join; To Err Is Human, To Forgive, Divine.

In Faith And Hope The World Will Disagree, But All Mankind's Concern Is Charity.

The Search Of Our Future Being Is But A Needless, Anxious, And Haste To Be Knowing, Sooner Than We Can, What, Without All This Solicitude, We Shall Know A Little Later.

To Swear Is Neither Brave, Polite, Nor Wise.