In fact it was the Ruin of them all. 30
For my good Lady grieved to think how Sin
His Heart, by Prayer unguarded, entered in;
For, though the Squire observed the Sabbath Day,
It was forsooth to shew the Poor the Way.
’Twas not to have his Conscience clean and swept;
For, though he listened for a while, he slept.—
But, not to tarry in the tale I tell,
He sought not Grace to stand; and so he fell.
“Some two Years since, he walked his Fields to see; }