A grateful mind/ By owing owes not, but still pays, at once/ Indebted and discharg'd.

Indu'd With sanctity of reason.

Time is the subtle thief of youth.

Come, pensive nun, devout and pure, sober steadfast, and demure, all in a robe of darkest grain, flowing with majestic train.

The debt immense of endless gratitude, So burthensome, still paying, still to owe; Forgetful what from him I still receivd, And understood not that a grateful mind By owing owes not, but still pays, at once Indebted and dischargd; what burden then?

But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began.

Or if Virtue feeble were, Heav'n itself would stoop to her.