Democritus
and
Heraclitus
.
Democritus
,
dear
Droll
,
revisit
Earth
,
And
with
our
Follies
glut
Thy
heighten'd
Mirth
:
Sad
Heraclitus
,
serious
Wretch
,
return
,
In
louder
Grief
our
greater
Crimes
to
mourn
.
Between
You
both
I
unconcern'd
stand
by
:
Hurt
,
can
I
laugh
?
and
Honest
,
need
I
cry
?