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In Memoriam A.H.H.
How
many a father have I seen,
A sober man, among his boys,
Whose youth was full of foolish noise,
Who
wears his manhood hale and green:
And
dare we to this fancy give,
That had the wild oat not been sown,
The soil, left barren, scarce had grown
The
grain by which a man may live?
Or,
if we held the doctrine sound
For life outliving heats of youth,
Yet who would preach it as a truth
To
those that eddy round and round?
Hold
thou the good: define it well:
For fear divine Philosophy
Should push beyond her mark, and be
Procuress
to the Lords of Hell.
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