From ancient story learn to scorn them all: There in the rich, the honoured, famed, and great. See the false scale of Happiness complete! In hearts of Kings, in arms of Queens who lay, How happy! those to ruin, these betray. HONOUR and shame from no condition rise. Act well your part: there all the honour lies. Fortune in men has some small difference made. One flaunts in rags, one flutter in brocade, the cobbler aproned, and the parson gowned. Nature up to Nature's God; Pursues that chain which links the immense design, Joins Heaven and earth, and mortal and divine. Sees that no being any bliss can know, but touches some above and some below; Learns from this union of the rising whole. The first, last purpose of the human soul. And knows where faith, law, morals, all began, All end, in love of God and love of Man.