William Cowper

Beware of desperate steps. The darkest day,
Live till to-morrow, will have pass'd away.

Beware of desperate steps. The darkest day,
Live till to-morrow, will have pass'd away.

Thus neither the praise nor the blame is our own.

Thus neither the praise nor the blame is our own.

There goes the parson, oh illustrious spark!
And there, scarce less illustrious, goes the clerk.

There goes the parson, oh illustrious spark!
And there, scarce less illustrious, goes the clerk.

The rout is Folly's circle, which she draws
With magic wand. So potent is the spell,
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The rout is Folly's circle, which she draws
With magic wand. So potent is the spell,
That none decoy'd into that fatal ring,
Unless by Heaven's peculiar grace, escape.
There we grow early gray, but never wise.

The path of sorrow, and that path alone,
Leads to the lands where sorrow is unknown.

The path of sorrow, and that path alone,
Leads to the lands where sorrow is unknown.