Blood in his crimson cheek, and blood without.
“What! he submit to vulgar boys and low,
He bear an insult, he forget a blow!
They call’d him Parson—let his father bear
His own reproach, it was his proper care;
He was no parson, but he still would teach 160
The boys their manners, and yet would not preach.”
The father, thoughtful of the time foregone, }
Was loth to damp the spirit of his son; }
Rememb’ring he himself had early laurels won; }