Ye towers of Julius, London's lasting shame, With many a foul and midnight murder fed.
Implores the passing tribute of a sigh.
Where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.
Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear: Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air.
What female heart can gold despise? What cat 's averse to fish?
Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to mis'ry (all he had) a tear, He gained from Heav'n ('t was all he wish'd) a friend.