Hope and Wisdom

Youth is the virgin nurse of tender Hope,
And lifts her up and shows a far-off scene:
When Care with heavy tread would interlope,
They call the boys to shout her from the green

Ere long another comes, before whose eyes
Nurseling and nurse alike stand mute and quail:
Wisdom: to her Hope not one word replies,
And Youth lets drop the dear romantic tale
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