’Tis that precisely they would wish their own;

Left the departed infants - then their joy

Is to sustain each lovely girl and boy:

Whatever calling his, whatever trade,

To that their chief attention has been paid;

His happy taste in all things they approve,

His friends they honour, and his food they love;

His wish for order, prudence in affairs,

An equal temper (thank their stars!), are theirs;

In fact, it seem’d to be a thing decreed,