For he lives twice who can at once employ The present well, and e'en the past enjoy.

Of Manners gentle, of Affections mild; In Wit, a Man; Simplicity, a Child.

There, take (says Justice), take ye each a shell: We thrive at Westminster on fools like you; 'T was a fat oyster,-live in peace,-adieu.

Good God! how often are we to die before we go quite off this stage? in every friend we lose a part of ourselves, and the best part.