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But how? refides fuch virtue in that air
As must create an appetite for pray'r?
And will it breathe into him all the zeal
That candidates for such a prize should feel,
To take the lead and be the foremoft ftill
In all true worth and literary fkill?
"Ah, blind to bright futurity, untaught
"The knowledge of the world, and dull of thought!
"Church-ladders are not always mounted best
By learned clerks and Latinifts profefs'd.
"Th' exalted prize demands an upward look,
"Not to be found by poring on a book.
"Small skill in Latin, and still lefs in Greek,
"Is more than adequate to all I feek.
"Let erudition grace him or not grace,
"I give the bauble but the second place;
"His wealth, fame, honours, all that I intend,
"Subfift and centre in one point-a friend!
"A friend, whate'er he ftudies or neglects,
"Shall give him confequence, heal all defects.
"His intercourse with peers, and fons of peers
"There dawns the fplendour of his future years;
"In that bright quarter his propitious skies
"Shall blush betimes, and there his glory rife.
"Your Lordship, and Your Grace! what school can teach
"A rhet'ric equal to thofe parts of fpeech?
"What need of Homer's verfe or Tully's profe,
"Sweet interjections! if he learn but those ?
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"Let rev'rend churls his ignorance rebuke,
"Who ftarve upon a dog's-ear'd Pentateuch,
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In barb'rous proftitution of your fon;
Prefs'd on his part by means that would difgrace
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A fcriv'ner's clerk or footmen out of place,
And ending, if at laft its end be gain'd,
In facrilege, in God's own houfe profan'd!
It may fucceed; and, if his fins should call
For more than common punishment, it fhall;
The wretch fhall rife, and be the thing on earth
Leaft qualified in honour, learning, worth,
To occupy a facred, awful post,
In which the beft and worthieft tremble most.
The royal letters are a thing of course
A king, that would, might recommend his horse;
And deans, no doubt, and chapters, with one voice,
As bound in duty, would confirm the choice.
Behold your bishop! well he plays his part-
Christian in name, and infidel in heart,
Ghoftly in office, earthly in his plan,
A flave at court, elsewhere a lady's man!
Dumb as a fenator, and, as a priest,
A piece of mere church-furniture at beft;
To live eftrang'd from God his total scope,
And his end fure, without one glimpse of hope!
But, fair although and feasible it seem,
Depend not much upon your golden dream;
For Providence, that feems concern'd t' exempt
The hallow'd bench from absolute contempt,
In spite of all the wrigglers into place,
Still keeps a feat or two for worth and grace;
And therefore 'tis, that, though the fight be rare,
We sometimes fee a Lowth or Bagot there.
Befides, fchool-friendships are not always found,
Though fair in promise, permanent and found;
The most difint'refted and virtuous minds,
In early years connected, time unbinds ;
New fituations give a diff'rent caft
Of habit, inclination, temper, taste;
And he, that seem'd our counterpart at first,
Soon shows the strong fimilitude revers'd.
Young heads are giddy, and young hearts are warm,
And make miftakes for manhood to reform.
Boys are at best but pretty buds unblown,
Whose scent and hues are rather guefs'd than known;
Each dreams that each is juft what he appears,
But learns his error in maturer years,
When difpofition, like a fail unfurl'd,
Shows all its rents and patches to the world.
If, therefore, ev'n when honeft in defign,
A boyish friendship may fo foon decline,
'Twere wiser fure t' infpire a little heart
With just abhorrence of fo mean a part,
Than fet your fon to work at a vile trade
For wages fo unlikely to be paid.
Our public hives of puerile refort,
That are of chief and most approv'd report,
To fuch base hopes, in many a fordid foul,
Owe their repute in part, but not the whole.
A principle, whofe proud pretenfions pass
Unqueftion'd, though the jewel be but glass
That with a world, not often over-nice,
Ranks as a virtue, and is
yet a vice;
Or rather a grofs compound, justly tried,
Of envy, hatred, jealoufy, and pride
Contributes moft perhaps t' enhance their fame;
An emulation is its fpecious name.