Of manhood, and to thee the grace
Of woman’s pensive beauty brought,
On life’s rough blasts for blame or praise
The schoolboy’s name has widely flown;
Thine in the green and quiet ways
Of unobtrusive goodness known.
And wider yet in thought and deed
Our still diverging thoughts incline,
Thine the Genevan’s sternest creed,
While answers to my spirit’s need