To one whose greatness is a learnèd mind:
For pearls may sometimes in the sand be found,
And stores of gold lie buried in the ground[[125-1]].
Humility of mind is thus spoken of[[125-2]]:—
Be ever meek and humble, nor essay
In path of pride and haughtiness to stray:
The tempest spares the hyssop on the wall,
But 'neath its wrath the proudest cedars fall.
The following lines must have been written when a dear friend was about to take leave of him. They run thus[[125-3]]:—
Now that the time has come for us to part,