For blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, And though a late, a sure reward succeeds.

The benediction of these covering heavens Fall on their heads like dew, for they are worthy To inlay heaven with stars.

Blessings be with them, and eternal praise,Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares!

Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.

A hungry wolf at all the herd will run, In hopes, through many, to make sure of one.

No, I'm no enemy to learning; it hurts not me.