Beware thy meddling hand in ought to…

Beware thy meddling hand in ought to try, That does beyond thy reach of knowledge lie, But seek to know, and bend thy serious thought, To search the profitable knowledge out; So joys, on joys, forever will encrease, Wisdom shall crown thy labours, and shall bless Thy life with pleasure, and thy end with peace.

LET gratitude, in acts of goodness flow, My love to God, in love to man below; Be this my joy, to calm the troubled breast, Support the weak, and succour the distrest; Direct the wand'rer, dry the widow's tear, The orphan guard, the sinking spirits chear. Tho' small my pow'r to act, tho' mean my skill, God sees the heart, he judges by the will,