Let sinful bachelors their woes deplore; full well they merit all they feel, and more: unaw by precepts, human or divine, like birds and beasts, promiscuously they join.
Thus unlamented pass the proud away, The gaze of fools and pageant of a day; So perish all, whose breast ne'er learn'd to glow For others' good, or melt at others' woe.
And bear about the mockery of woe To midnight dances and the public show.
Teach me to feel another's woe, to hide the fault I see, that mercy I to others show, that mercy show to me.