Be seen in the lightning, and heard in the thunder;
’Twas allotted to man with his earliest breath,
Attends at his birth, and awaits him in death;
Presides o’er his happiness, honor and health,
Is the prop of his house and the end of his wealth.
In the heaps of the miser ’tis hoarded with care,
But is sure to be lost by his prodigal heir.
It begins every hope, every wish it must bound;
With the husbandman toils, with the monarch is crowned;
Without it the soldier, the sailor may roam,