“This cost him much; but that he did not heed;
The lady died, and my poor friend was freed.
‘Enough of ladies!’ then said he, and smiled;
‘I’ve now no longings for a neighbour’s child.’
So patient he return’d, and not in vain, 710
To his late duties, and grew rich again.
He was no miser; but the man who takes
Care to be rich will love the gain he makes;
Pursuing wealth, he soon forgot his woes;
No acts of his were bars to his repose.