Signs of new joy exulting in that face
O’er care that sleeps - we err, or we discern
Life in thy looks - the reason may we learn?
“Yes,” he replied, “I’m happy, I confess,
To learn that some are pleased with happiness
Which others feel - there are who now combine
The worthiest natures in the best design,
To aid the letter’d poor, and soothe such ills as mine.
We who more keenly feel the world’s contempt,
And from its miseries are the least exempt;