Chaste to her husband, frank to all beside, A teeming mistress, but a barren bride.

A generous friendship no cold medium knows, Burns with one love, with one resentment glows.

All looks yellow to a jaundiced eye that habitually compares everything to something better. But by changing that habit to comparing everything to something worse, even making it a game, that person can find gratitude, relief and happiness where-ever they go and whatever they experience, guaranteed!

So vast is art, so narrow human wit.

A brave man struggling in the storms of fate, And greatly falling with a falling state.

A mighty maze! But not without a plan.

Truths would you teach, or save a sinking land? All fear, none aid you, and few understand.