He lives alone, contracts a sordid air,
And sees with sullen grief the cheerful pair; 370
Feels a keen pang, as he beholds the door
Where peace abides, and mutters—“I am poor!”
TALE XXII.
PREACHING AND PRACTICE.
I.
P. What I have ask’d are questions that relate
To those once known, that I might learn their fate.
But there was One, whom though I scarcely knew,
Much do I wish to learn his fortunes too.