When Anger rushes, unrestrain'd, to Action

Nay, but weigh well what you presume to swear! Oaths are of dreadful Weight—and, if they're false, Draw down Damnation.

May see thee now, though late, redeem thy name, And glorify what else is damn'd to fame.

He lives to build, not boast, a generous race; No tenth transmitter of a foolish face.

The scene was changed. It was a bark that slowly held its way, And o'er its lee the coast of France in the light of evening lay; And on its deck a lady sat, who gazed with tearful eyes Upon the fast receding hills that dim and distant rise.

What great Effects from slender Causes flow!

So All is diff’rent, and yet All is One.