On the black varnish of the comely shoe
Shone the large buckle of a silvery hue;
Boots he had worn, had he such things possest—
But bootless grief!—he was full proudly drest,
Full proudly look’d, and light he was of heart.
When thus for Silford Hall prepared to start.
Nathaniel’s self with joy the stripling eyed, 220
And gave a shilling with a father’s pride;
Rules of politeness too with pomp he gave,
And show’d the lad how scholars should behave.