Tixall Poetry (1813)
“ Yet a little moment, and these shall be no more, we shall be as if we had never been; not a memory of us be left upon earth, and even the fabulous shades below will not afford us a habitation. Our fruitless anxieties, our vain projects, our uncertain speculations, shall all be swallowed up and lost. Our present doubts concerning the original cause of all things, must never, alas! ”
