And was convinced that something must be wrong:
But, though affected, still his yielding heart,
And craving palate, took the Uncle’s part;
Wine now oppress’d him, who, when free from wine,
Could seldom clearly utter his design;
But though by nature and indulgence weak,
Yet, half converted, he resolved to speak;
And, speaking, own’d, “that in his mind the Youth
Had gifts and learning, and that truth was truth:
The ’Squire he honour’d, and for his poor part,