A son, a brother to his home received,
They hoped for all things, and in all believed.
And now will pardon, comfort, kindness draw
The youth from vice? will honour, duty, law?
Alas! not all: the more the trials lent,
The less he seem’d to ponder and repent;
Headstrong, determined in his own career,
He thought reproof unjust and truth severe;
The soul’s disease was to its crisis come,
He first abused and then abjured his home;