And fame has told of many an angry word,
When anger this, and that contempt had stirr’d.
“Boy! thou wilt beg thy bread, I plainly see.”—
“Upbraid not, Uncle! till I beg of thee.”—
“Oh! thou wilt run to ruin and disgrace.”—
“What! and so kind an Uncle in the place?”— 30
“Nay, for I hold thee stranger to my blood.”—
“Then must I treat thee as a stranger would;
For, if you throw the tie of blood aside,
You must the roughness of your speech abide.”—