Even in our weakness live their vaunted powers.
For thee, who mindful of the yet unwed,
Dost in these lines extol the married state,
If chance, by British disposition led,
Some curioso shall inquire thy fate,
Haply some old associate may say:
“Oft have we seen him through the deepest snows,
Rushing with hurried strides and features gay
To reach the play-house, ere the curtain rose.
“There, at the end of yonder circling row