Two thousand I bequeath you. No reproof!
And there are small bequests—he’ll have enough;
For, if he wastes, he would with all be poor;
And, if he wastes not, he will need no more.”
The Friends then parted; this the Will possess’d,
And that another made—so things had rest.
George, who was conscious that his Father grew
Sick and infirm, engaged in nothing new.
No letters came from injured man or maid; 50
No bills from wearied duns, that must be paid;