He had been taught that he had not a friend
Save these on earth, on whom he might depend;
And such dependence upon these he had
As made him sometimes desperate, always sad.
“Awkward and weak, where can the lad be placed, 530
And we not troubled, censured, or disgraced?
Do, Brother James, th’ unhappy boy enrol
Among your set; you only can control.”
James sigh’d, and Thomas to the Factory went,
Who there his days in sundry duties spent.