All Is Not Lost, The

But O Yet More Miserable! Myself My Sepulchre, A Moving Grave.

The World Was All Before Them, Where To Choose Their Place Of Rest, And Providence Their Guide: They Hand In Hand, With Wandering Steps And Slow, Through Eden Took Their Solitary Way.

Let Us Descend Now Therefore From This Top Of Speculation.

The Virtuous Mind That Ever Walks Attended By A Strong Siding Champion, Conscience.

Temper Justice With Mercy.