In injur’d Virtue’s breast;
And, succouring, rescue from despair
The innocent oppress’d!
Teach me to wipe the falling tear
From helpless widows eyes;
And, fraught with generous zeal sincere,
Assuage the orphan’s sighs.
Or, mindful of still lovelier deeds,
Thy influence so extend,
That, e’en where silent sorrows plead,