Nor Fame I Slight, Nor

Not Always Actions Show The Man; We Find Who Does A Kindness Is Not Therefore Kind.

Nor Fame I Slight, Nor Her Favors Call.

Know, Nature's Children All Divide Her Care, The Fur That Warms A Monarch Warmed A Bear.

The Spider's Touch, How Exquisitely Fine! Feels At Each Thread, And Lives Along The Line.

Heav'n From All Creatures Hides The Book Of Fate, All But The Page Prescribed, Their Present State: From Brutes What Men, From Men What Spirits Know: Or Who Could Suffer Being Here Below?