1771 – 1854 • British • Poet
Joys too exquisite to last, And yet more exquisite when past.
Here hyacinths of heavenly blue, shook their rich tresses to the morn.
Fairest and best adorned is she Whose clothing is humility.
'Tis human actions paint the chart of time.
Eternity: a moment standing still for ever.
Hope against hope, and ask till ye receive.
