Ease to enjoy, and pleasure to afford;
His time was short, joy shone in every face,
Isaac half fainted in the fond embrace:
The wife resolved her honour’d guest to please,
The children clung upon their uncle’s knees;
The grog went round, the neighbours drank his health,
And George exclaimed, “Ah! what to this is wealth?
Better,” said he, “to bear a loving heart,
Than roll in riches - but we now must part!”
All yet is still - but hark! the winds o’ersweep