Poets that lasting marble seek/ Must carve in Latin or in Greek.

Poets that lasting marble seek Must come in Latin or in Greek.

Poets lose half the praise they should have got, Could it be known what they discreetly blot.

Vexed sailors cursed the rain, for which poor shepherds prayed in vain.

All human things Of dearest value hang on slender strings.

Tea does our fancy aid, Repress those vapours which the head invade And keeps that palace of the soul serene.