The season when to come, and when to go, to sing, or cease to sing, we never know.

Ambition first sprung from your blest abodes: the glorious fault of angels and of gods.

While man exclaims, "See all things for my use!" "See man for mine!" replies a pamper'd goose.

Still when the lust of tyrant power succeeds, some Athens perishes, or some Tully bleeds.

[T]hro’ this Air, this Ocean, and this Earth, All Nature quick, and bursting into birth. Above, how high progressive life may go? Around how wide? how deep extend below? Vast Chain of Being! which from God began, Ethereal Essence, Spirit, Substance, Man, Beast, Bird, Fish, Insect! what no Eye can see, No Glass can reach! from Infinite to Thee! From Thee to Nothing.... From Nature’s Chain whatever Link you strike, Tenth, or ten thousandth, breaks the chain alike.... All are but parts of one stupendous Whole: Whose Body Nature is, and God the Soul.

Pride, where wit fails, steps in to our defence, and fills up all the mighty void of sense.

Envy will merit, as its shade, pursue