There is a mighty difference between you!
You are, from top to toe, all over wisdom:
He a mere dotard.—Would you e’er permit
Your boy to do such things?
Dem. Permit him? I?
Or should I not much rather smell him out
Six months before he did but dream of it?
Syrus. Pshaw! do you boast your vigilance to me?
Dem. Heav’n keep him ever as he is at present!
Syrus. As fathers form their children, so they prove.