The Hungry Judges Soon The Sentence Sign,

The Race By Vigour, Not By Vaunts, Is Won.

Virtue She Finds Too Painful An Endeavour, Content To Dwell In Decencies For Ever.

Our Plenteous Streams A Various Race Supply, The Bright-eyed Perch With Fins Of Tyrian Dye, The Silver Eel, In Shining Volumes Roll'd, The Yellow Carp, In Scales Bedropp'd With Gold, Swift Trouts, Diversified With Crimson Stains, And Pikes, The Tyrants Of The Wat'ry Plains.

Tis Use Alone That Sanctifies Expense And Splendor Borrow All Her Rays From Sense.

It Is Sure The Hardest Science To Forget!