Still must Reflection’s piercing dart annoy,
And such vile pleasures but disturb their rest.
And yet some tutors with a scanty fare
Advise a Prison, venial faults to mend:
But Ah! they little know the anxious care,
And less the danger which such schools attend.
Can prudent maxims to a conscious mind
Supply the place of Honor’s gentler sway?
Or can the dear-bought knowledge of mankind
The loss of Virtue’s gen’rous flame repay?