For my second to meet with in every state;
My third is by many philosophers reckoned
To bring very often my first to my second.
My first, from the thief though your house it defends,
Like a slave, or a cheat, you abuse or despise;
My second, though brief, yet alas! comprehends
All the good, all the great, all the learned, all the wise;
Of my third I have little or nothing to say,
Except that it marks the departure of day.
My first, ’tis said, in ghosts abounds,