In Adamantine Chains Shall Death

All Nature's Diff'rence Keeps All Nature's Peace.

Thus Let Me Live, Unseen, Unknown, Thus Unlamented Let Me Die, Steal From The World, And Not A Stone Tell Where I Lie.

But To The World No Bugbear Is So Great, As Want Of Figure And A Small Estate.

I Am His Highness' Dog At Kew; Pray Tell Me, Sir, Whose Dog Are You?

For Thee I Dim These Eye And Stuff This Head With All Such Reading As Was Never Read.