At Ev'ry Word A Reputation

All Nature Mourns, The Skies Relent In Showers; Hushed Are The Birds, And Closed The Drooping Flowers.

Those Oft Are Stratagems Which Errors Seem Nor Is It Homer Nods, But We That Dream.

All Seems Infected That Th' Infected Spy, As All Looks Yellow To The Jaundiced Eye.

No Creature Smarts So Little As A Fool.

Then Sculpture And Her Sister Arts Revived; Stones Leaped To Form, And Rocks Began To Live.