He was exhaled; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew.
The fool of nature stood with stupid eyes And gaping mouth, that testified surprise.
For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.
All, as they say, that glitters is not gold.
Better to hunt in fields, for health unbought, Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught, The wise, for cure, on exercise depend; God never made his work for man to mend.
Lucky men are favorites of Heaven.