“My Brother? yes, he lives without a care,

And, though he needs not, yet he loves to spare.

James I respect; and yet it must be told,

His speech is friendly, but his heart is cold.

His smile assumed has not the real glow

Of love!—a sunbeam shining on the snow. 830

Children he has; but are they causes why

He should our pleas resist, our claims deny?

Our father left the means by which he thrives,

While we are labouring to support our lives—