In lazy  let Stoics boast
Their Virtue fix'd; 'tis fix'd as in a Frost:
Contracted all, retiring to the breast:
But Strength of Mind is Exercise, not Rest:
The rising tempest puts in act the soul,
Parts it may ravage, but preserves the whole.
On Life's vast Ocean diversely we sail,
Reason the Card, but Passion is the Gale:
Nor GOD alone in the still Calm we find,
He mounts the Storm, and