Then Marble, Soften'd Into Life,

But See, Orion Sheds Unwholesome Dews; Arise, The Pines A Noxious Shade Diffuse; Sharp Boreas Blows, And Nature Feels Decay, Time Conquers All, And We Must Time Obey.

One Self-approving Hour Whole Years Outweighs.

Where's The Man Who Counsel Can Bestow, Still Pleased To Teach, And Yet Not Proud To Know.

The People's Voice Is Odd, It Is, And It Is Not, The Voice Of God.

Wretches Hang That Jurymen May Dine.