With awkward pace, and with himself at war,
Far gone, yet frighten’d that he went so far;
Oft for his efforts he’d solicit praise,
And then proceed with blunders and delays:
The young more aptly passions’ calls pursue,
But age and weakness start at scenes so new,
And tremble, when they’ve done, for all they dared to do.
At length example Abel’s dread removed,
With small concern he sought the joys he loved;
Not resting here, he claim’d his share of fame,