The long historian of my country's woes.

It takes a great deal of history to produce a little literature.

Urge him with truth to frame his fair replies; And sure he will; for wisdom never lies.

Fly, dotard, fly! With thy wise dreams and fables of the sky.

Having well polished the whole bow, he added a golden tip.

Yet, taught by time, my heart has learned to glow For other's good, and melt at other's woe.