I have praised Wisdom, comforted thy Hope, and proved to thee the folly of Complainings;
Hinted at the hazard of an Influence, and turned thee from the terrors of Ambition.
I have shown thee thy captivity to Law: yet bade thee hide Humilities;
I have lifted the curtains of Memory; and smoothed the soft pillow of Rest.
Experience had his sober hour; and Character its keen appreciation;
And holy Anger stood sublime, where Hatred fell condemned.
Prayer spake the mind of God, even in His own good words:
And Zeal, with kindness warmly mixt, allied him to Discretion.
I taught thee that nothing is a Trifle, even to the laugh of Recreation;
I led thee with the Train of Religion, to be dazzled at the name of the Triune.