But Dighton’s hasty mind on every theme
Ran from the truth, and rested in th’ extreme:
Flaws in his friends he found, and then withdrew
(Vain of his knowledge) from their virtues too,
Best of his books he loved the liberal kind
That, if they improve not, still enlarge the mind;
And found himself, with such advisers, free
From a fix’d creed, as mind enlarged could be.
His humble wife at these opinions sigh’d,
But her he never heeded till she died: