Service. Thou mayest
cross the stream no doubt,
If thou fully thought thy purpose out.
Good son, repair thy sire's infirmity;
Be gentle with thy mother's frailty, Son.
Yea, clear thy father's troubles, every one.
Restrain thy course; view them indulgently
Thus gain the praise of thine utility.
Do what thou wilt, thyself, a slave to none!
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