Time has touched me gently in his race,/ And left no odious furrows in my face.

To show the world what long experience gains, requires not courage, though it calls for pains; but at life's outset to inform mankind is a bold effort of a valiant mind.

Our farmers round, well pleased with constant gain, Like other farmers, flourish and complain

The ring so worn, as you behold, / So thin, so pale, is yet of gold.

Be there a will, and wisdom finds a way

What is a church? - Our honest sexton tells, / 'Tis a tall building, with a tower and bells.