Patient and still, as a corrected child;
At once his spirit with his fortune fell
To the last ebb, and whisper’d—‘It is well.’
Such was his fall; and grievous the effect! }
From henceforth all things fell into neglect— }
The mind no more alert, the form no more erect. }
Villars long since, as he indulged his spleen
By lonely travel on the coast, had seen 400
A large old mansion suffer’d to decay
In some law-strife, and slowly drop away.