O FRIEND! I know not which way I must look br    For comfort, being, as I am, opprest, br    To think that now our life is only drest br For show; mean handy-work of craftsman, cook, br Or groom!--We must run glittering like a brook br    In the open sunshine, or we are unblest: br    The wealthiest man among us is the best: br No grandeur now in nature or in book br Delights us. Rapine, avarice, expense, br    This is idolatry; and these we adore: br    Plain living and high thinking are no more: br    The homely beauty of the good old cause br Is gone; our peace, our fearful innocence, br    And pure religion breathing household laws.