You Are An Alchemist; Make Gold Of

Unbidden Guests Are Often Welcomest When They Are Gone.

Let Fancy Still In My Sense In Lethe Steep; If It Be Thus To Dream, Still Let Me Sleep!

Proper Deformity Shows Not In The Fiend So Horrid As In Woman.

Tut, Man, One Fire Burns Out Another's Burning; One Pain Is Less'ned By Another's Anguish; Turn Giddy, And Be Holp By Backward Turning; One Desperate Grief Cures With Another's Languish.

Art Made Tongue-tied By Authority.