A tardy vengeance shares the tyrant's guilt.
What most we wish, with ease we fancy near.
Ambition! powerful source of good and ill!
Prayer ardent opens heaven.
The maid that loves goes out to sea upon a shattered plank, and puts her trust in miracles for safety.
Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour? What tho' we wade in Wealth, or soar in Fame? Earth's highest station ends in 'Here he lies;' and 'Dust to dust' concludes the noblest songs.