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Too busy to intend a meaner care
Than how t'enrich thyself, and next thine heiri
Or art thou (as, though rich, perhaps thou art)

poor in knowledge, having none t’ impart ;
Behold that figurę, neat, though plainly clad;
His sprightly mingled with a shade of sad;
Not of a nimble tongue, though now and then
Heard to articulate like other men ;
No jefter, and yet lively in discourse,
His phrase well chofen, clear, and full of force;
And his address, if not quite French in ease,
Not English stiff, but frank, and form’d to please;
Low in the world, because he scorns its arts;
A man of letters, manners, morals, parts;
Unpatroniz'd, and therefore little known;
Wife for himself and his few friends alone
In him thy well-appointed proxy see,
Arm'd for a work too difficult for thee;
Prepar'd by taste, by learning, and true worth,
To form thy fon, to strike his genius forth;

Beneath thy roof, beneath thine eye, to prove
The force of discipline when back'd by love ;
To double all thy pleasure in thy child,
His mind inform'd, his morals undefild.
Safe under such a wing, the boy shall show
No spots contracted among grooms below,
Nor țaint his speech with meanne res, design’d
By footman Tom for witty and refind.
There, in his commerce with the liv’ried herd,
Lurks the contagion chiefly to be fear'd;
For, since (so fashion dictates) all, who claim
An higher than a mere plebeian fame,
Find it expedient, come what mischief may,
To entertain a thief or two in pay,
(And they that can afford th' expense of more,
Some half a dozen, and some half a score)
Great cause occurs to save him from a band
So sure to spoil him, and so near at hand;
A point fecur'd, if once he be supplied
With some such Mentor always at his side.

Are suck men rare ? perhaps they would abound
Were occupation easier to be found,
Were education, elle so sure to fail,
Conducted on a manageable scale,
And schools, that have out-liv'd all just esteem,
Exchang'd for the secure domestic scheme.---
But, having found him, be thou duke or earl,
Show thou hast sense enough to prize the pearl,
And; as thou would'st th' advancement of thine heir
In all good faculties beneath his care,
Respect, as is but rational and just,
A man deem'd worthy of so dear a trust.
Despis'd by thee, what more can he expect
From youthful folly than the same neglect ?
A flat and fatal negative obtains,
That instant, upon all his future pains ;
His lessons tire, his mild rebukes offend,
And all th' instructions of thy fon's best friend
Are a stream choak’d, or trickling to no end,

Doom him not then to solitary meals ;
But recollect that he has sense, and feels;
And that, poffeffor of a soul refind,
*An upright heart, and cultivated mind,
His post not mean, his talents not unknown,
He deems it hard to vegetate alone.
And, if admitted at thy board he sit,
Account him no just mark for idle wit;
Offend not him, whom modesty restrains
From repartee, with jokes that he disdains ;
Much less transfix his feelings with an oath ;
Nor frown, unless he vanish with the cloth,
And, trust me, his utility may reach
To more than he is hir'd or bound to teach;
Much trash unutter'd, and some ills undone,
Through rev'rence of the censor of thy son.

But, if thy table be indeed unclean, Foul with excess, and with discourse obscene,

And thou a wretch, whom, following her old plan,
The world accounts an honourable man,
Because forsooth thy courage has been tried
And stood the test, perhaps on the wrong side;
Though thou hadstnever grace enough to prove
That any thing but vice could win thy love ;-
Or haft thou a polite, card-playing wife,
Chain'd to the routs that she frequents for life;
Who, just when industry begins to snore,
Flies, wing’d with joy, to some coach-crowded door ;
And thrice in ev'ry winter throngs thine own
With half the chariots and sedans in town,
Thyself meanwhile e'en shifting as thou may'st;
Not very sober though, not very chaste ;-
Or is thine house, though less superb thy rank,
If not a scene of pleasure, a mere blank,
And thou at best, and in thy sob’rest mood,
A trifler vain, and empty of all good ;-
Though mercy for thyself thou canst have none,
Hear nature plead, show mercy to thy son,

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