On sea or land, wherever Richard went, And all a husband's sorrow touch'd his heart; And now they met: a message—kind, 'tis true, But verbal only-ask'd an interview; And many a mile, perplex'd by doubt and fear, Had Richard pass'd, unwilling to appear— "How shall I now my unknown way explore, "He proud and rich-I very proud and poor? "Perhaps my friend a dubious speech mistook, "And George may meet me with a stranger's look; "Then to my home when I return again, "How shall I bear this business to explain, "And tell of hopes raised high, and feelings hurt, in vain? "How stands the case? My brother's friend and mine "Met at an inn, and sat them down to dine: "Just as my friend was going to retire, "Well! here I am; and, Brother, take you heed, "I am not come to flatter you and feed; "You shall no soother, fawner, hearer find, "I will not brush your coat, nor smooth your mind; "Nor, when you speak, affect an awe profound, "The poor, the humble, the dependent friend : But scorn'd the thought, and ridiculed the sight; Yet now with pleasure, though with some surprise, He felt his heart o'erflowing at his eyes. Richard, meantime, made some attempts to speak, Stood still, and then seem'd slowly to subside; THE MORNING WALK EIGHT days had pass'd: the Brothers now could meet With ease, and take the customary seat. "These," said the host, for he perceived where stray'd His brother's eye, and what he now survey'd ; "These are the costly trifles that we buy, "Urged by the strong demands of vanity, "The thirst and hunger of a mind diseased, "That must with purchased flattery be appeased; "But yet, 'tis true, the things that you behold "Serve to amuse us as we're getting old: "These Pictures, as I heard our artists say, "Are genuine all, and I believe they may; "They cost the genuine sums, and I should grieve "If, being willing, I could not believe. "Music you find; for hither ladies come ; 'They make infernal uproar in the room. "I bear it. Why? because I must expect "To pay for honour, and I fear neglect: For, as attractions from our person fly, "Our purses, Richard, must the want supply; "Yet would it vex me could the triflers know "That they can shut out comfort or bestow. "But see this room: here, Richard, you will find "Books for all palates, food for every mind; "This readers term the ever-new delight, "And so it is, if minds have appetite : "Mine once was craving; great my joy, indeed, 66 66 'Try half a page, and then can taste no more, "Then cast it by, and look about for news; "Is lost on mine; alone, we cease to feel "But how the day? No fairer will it be? "Walk you? Alas! 'tis requisite for me— "Nay, let me not prescribe-my friends and guests are free." It was a fair and mild autumnal sky, And earth's ripe treasures met th' admiring eye. The wet and heavy grass, where feet had stray'd, Not yet erect, the wanderer's way betray'd; |