SONG 6.—Good Resolutions.
I
Though I'm now in younger days,
Nor can tell what shall befal me,
I'll prepare for every place
Where my growing age shall call me.
II
Should I e'er be rich or great,
Others shall partake my goodness;
I'll supply the poor with meat,
Never shewing scorn or rudeness.
III
Where I see the blind or lame,
Deaf or dumb, I'll kindly treat them;
I deserve to feel the same
If I mock or hurt or cheat them.
IV
If I meet with railing tongues,
Why should I return them railing,
Since I best revenge my wrongs
By my patience never failing!
V
When I hear them telling lies,
Talking foolish, cursing, swearing;
First I'll try to make them wise,
Or I'll soon go out of hearing.
VI
What though I be low and mean,
I'll engage the rich to love me,
While I'm modest, neat, and clean,
And submit when they reprove me.
VII
If I should be poor and sick,
I shall meet, I hope with pity;
Since I love to help the weak,
Though they're neither fair nor witty.
VIII
I'll not willingly offend;
Nor be easily offended;
What's amiss I'll strive to mend,
And endure what can't be mended.
IX
May I be so watchful still
O'er my humours and my passion,
As to speak and do no ill,
Though it should be all the fashion.
X
Wicked fashions lead to hell;
Ne'er may I be found complying;
But in life behave so well,
Not to be afraid of dying.
