On his wife solely their neglect to lay,
And then t’excuse it, as a woman’s way;
He too was chidden when her rules he broke,
And when she sicken’d at the scent of smoke.
George, though in doubt, was still consoled to find
His Brother wishing to be reckoned kind:
That Isaac seem’d concern’d by his distress,
Gave to his injured feelings some redress;
But none he found disposed to lend an ear
To stories, all were once intent to hear: