Gravely to pray, and rev’rendly to preach,
Was all he saw, good youth! within his reach:
Thus may a mass of sulphur long abide,
Cold and inert, but, to the flame applied,
Kindling it blazes, and consuming turns
To smoke and poison, as it boils and burns.
James, leaving college, to a Preacher stray’d;
What call’d he knew not - but the call obey’d;
Mild, idle, pensive, ever led by those
Who could some specious novelty propose;