In vain this State a Freedom call,

Since I have Love; and Love is all.

Sot that I am! who think it fit to brag

That I have no Disease besides the Plague."—Cowley.

Or the first may rhyme to the two last, the second to the fifth, and third and fourth to one another; as,

"In vain thou drowsy God I thee invoke,

For thou who dost from Fumes arise,

Thou who Man's Soul dost overshade

With a thick Cloud by Vapours made,

Canst have no Pow'r to shut his Eyes,