Horses and Bulls, and all the brutal Kind, }
Range o’er the Field, to no one She confin’d,
They know not Love, for Love is in the Mind.
These following Nature are exempt from Blame,
Unconscious or of Guilt, Remorse and Shame.
But Man, unhappy Man! puts out his Light,
Reason forsakes, to follow Appetite.
Sinks down to Brute, and labours but in vain, }
To be like them, without Remorse or Shame;
To Guilt, inevitably follows Pain.