Duty and love, and piety and pride,
Have each their force, and for the Priest provide.
Not thus our Curate, one whom all believe
Pious and just, and for whose fate they grieve;
All see him poor, but e’en the vulgar know
He merits love, and their respect bestow.
A man so learn’d you shall but seldom see,
Nor one so honour’d, so aggrieved as he; -
Not grieved by years alone; though his appear
Dark and more dark; severer on severe: