[Gulliver was soon being read] "from the cabinet council to the nursery".
Beasts kill for hunger, men for pay.
The sun was set; the night came on apace, And falling dews bewet around the place; The bat takes airy rounds on leathern wings, And the hoarse owl his woeful dirges sings.
In beauty faults conspicuous grow; The smallest speck is seen on snow.
So comes a reck'ning when the banquet's o'er, The dreadful reckn'ning, and men smile no more.
There is no dependence that can be sure but a dependence upon one's self.