Chords that vibrate sweetest pleasure Thrill the deepest notes of woe.
Now's the day and now's the hour.
Affliction's sons are brothers in distress; A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss!
Some books are lies frae end to end.
On Earth, Discord! A gloomy Heaven above, opening her jealous gates to the nineteen thousandth part of the tithe of mankind! And below, an inescapable & inexorable Hell, expanding its leviathan jaws for the vast residue of Mortals!
Auld Nature swears the lovely dears Her noblest work she classes, O; Her 'prentice han' she tried on man, And then she made the lasses, O!