"Hard is his fate who builds his peace of mind
" On the precarious mercy of mankind;
"Who hopes for wild and visionary things,
" And mounts o'er unknown seas with vent'rous wings:
"But as, of various evils that befal
" The human race, some portion goes to all;
"To him perhaps the milder lot's assign'd,
" Who feels his consolation in his mind;
"And, lock'd within his bosom, bears about
" A mental charm for every care without.
"E'en in the pangs of each domestic grief,
" Or health or vigorous hope affords relief;
"And every wound the tortured bosom feels,
" Or virtue bears, or some preserver heals;
"Some generous friend, of ample power possess'd;
" Some feeling heart, that bleeds for the distress'd;
"Some breast that glows with virtues all divine;
" Some noble RUTLAND, misery's friend and thine.