Must helpless man, in ignorance sedate, Roll darkling down the torrent of his fate?

Superfluous lags the vet'ran on the stage.

With these celestial Wisdom calms the mind, And makes the happiness she does not find.

'Enlarge my life with multitude of days!' In health, in sickness, thus the suppliant prays: Hides from himself his state, and shuns to know That life protracte…

I think, ofttimes, that lives of men may be Likened to wandering winds that come and go Not knowing whence they rise, whither they blow O'er the vast globe, vo…

Chorus: O suitably attired in leather boots Head of a traveller, wherefore seeking whom Whence by what way how purposed art thou come To this well-nightingaled…

For rarely man escapes his destiny.