His mother’s Sister was a maiden prim,
Pious and poor, and much in debt to him.
This she repaid with volumes of reproof,
And sage advice, till he would cry “Enough!”
His father’s Brother no such hints allow’d—
Peevish and rich, and insolent and proud, 20
Of stern, strong spirit. Him the Youth withstood,
At length; “Presume not” (said he) “on our blood!
Treat with politeness him whom you advise,
Nor think I fear your doting prophecies!”