'My boy,' said he, 'I hope you'll not be grieved,
But be advised, at this your dawn of life,
To start your course unburdened with a wife;
Not that I doubt the value of your choice,
Your conduct ever makes my heart rejoice.
Still wait a while until your skill and fame
Shall add a doctor's title to your name;
You'll then have seen the ways, and struggles, too,
Of this vain world (placed in their proper view),
And p'rhaps may many anxious moments save,