I made him a visit, still hoping to find

He had took better care for improving his

mind:

He told me his dreams, talk'd of eating and

drinking;

But he scarce reads his Bible, and never loves thinking.

V.

Said I then to my heart, "Here's a lesson for

me:

This man's but a picture of what I might be; But thanks to my friends for their care in my

breeding,

Who taught me betimes to love working and reading."