The Fairy Beam Upon You, The Stars To Glister On You; A Moon Of Light In The Noon Of Night, Till The Fire-Drake Hath O'Er Gone You. The Wheel Of Fortune Guide You The Boy With The Bow Beside You; Run Aye In The Way Till The Bird Of Day, And The Luckier Lot Betide You. To The Old, Long Life And Treasure, To The Young, All Health And Pleasure; To The Fair, Their Face With Eternal Grace, And The Foul To Be Lov'D At Leisure. To The Witty, All Clear Mirrors, To The Foolish, Their Dark Errors; To The Loving Sprite, A Secure Delight; To The Jealous, His Own False Terrors.