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116 Your friends avoid you; brutishly transform'd They hardly know you; or if one remains To wish you well, he wishes you in heaven. Despis'd, unwept you fall; who might have left A sacred, cherish'd, sadly-pleasing name; A name still to be utter'd with a sigh. Your last ungraceful scene has quite effac'd All sense and memory of your former worth.

How to live happiest; how avoid the pains, The disappointments, and disgusts of those Who would in pleasure all their hours employ; The precepts here of a divine old man I could recite.Tho' old, he still retain'd His manly sense, and energy of mind. Virtuous and wise he was, but not severe; He still remember'd that he once was young; His easy presence check'd no decent joy. Rh