Virtuous and vicious every man must be, few in the extreme, but all in the degree.
I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came.
A saint in crape is twice a saint in lawn.
In faith and hope the world will disagree, but all mankind's concern is charity.
All Nature is but art, unknown to thee All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good.
Pleas'd look forward, pleas'd to look behind,And count each birthday with a grateful mind.