TIGERS are handsome, noble beasts,
But O, most fierce are they!
With mighty strength and bloody grasp,
They pounce upon their prey.
So beauty is of little worth,
Without a gentle mind;
Though few are handsome, yet we all
Can gentle be, and kind.

URNS were much used in olden time;
The bodies of the dead
Were burnt to ashes, and the dust
In urns deposited.
And often, on the tombstones now,
We see carved out an urn,
To tell us all we are but dust,
To which we must return.