Hence, In These Times, Untouch'd

Virtues Neglected Then, Adored Become, And Graces Slighted, Blossom On The Tomb.

Arrogance Is The Act Of The Great; Presumption That Of The Little.

The Coward Never On Himself Relies, But To An Equal For Assistance Flies.

Men Famed For Wit, Of Dangerous Talents Vain, Treat Those Of Common Parts With Proud Disdain; The Powers That Wisdom Would, Improving, Hide, They Blaze Abroad, With Inconsid'rate Pride; While Yet But Mere Probationers For Fame, They Seize The Honor They Should Then Disclaim: Honor So Hurried To The Light Must Fade, The Lasting Laurels Nourish In The Shade.

With Eye Upraised His Master's Look To Scan, The Joy, The Solace, And The Aid Of Man: The Rich Man's Guardian And The Poor Man's Friend, The Only Creature Faithful To The End.