Such were his labours; but the time is come
When his son Peter clears the hours of gloom,
And brings him aid: though yet a boy, he shares
In staid Nathaniel’s multifarious cares.
A king his father, he, a prince, has rule—
The first of subjects, viceroy of the school;
But, though a prince within that realm he reigns, 40
Hard is the part his duteous soul sustains.
He, with his Father, o’er the furrow’d land, }
Draws the long chain in his uneasy hand, }