The sufferer cried—“some aid allow!”—
“Thou art not of my parish, Friend;
Nor am I in mine office now.”
He dropt, and more impatient pray’d—
A mild adviser heard the word: 10
“Be patient, Friend!” he kindly said,
“And wait the leisure of the Lord.”
Another comes!—“Turn, stranger, turn!”
“Not so!” replied a voice: “I mean
“The candle of the Lord to burn