From off Life's galling Load to elbow Care,
When Life and Care may be remov'd together?—
If I were not a very Coward Wretch,
A very Shadow of the Man, a thing
Made to feel Burdens of my Fear, and drag
A hated Being on—'twere but to leap
From this rough [Eminence], and all is done—
All that is done on this Side of the Bier.
But there, surrounded with impervious Fog,
Sits Doubt and Questions of the Scenes to come;