Next in my Family I’d employ my Care,
My Attendance few, but honest and sincere;
I wou’d not have our happier Delights,
Destroy’d by Gaming Days, or Drinking Nights. 
Nor yet look shye upon those Friends he brought,
I wou’d seem Pleasant, tho’ I lik’d them not: 
Courteous to all, and Lib’ral to the Poor,
They still shou’d chant their Blessings at my Door;
From whence dissatisfy’d they shou’d not go,
Lest Heaven shou’d retrench its Bounty too;
No Jars among my Servants shou’d be found,
But Chains of lasting Peace shou’d still run round.

Thus we’d the Innocence of Life enjoy,
For Love’s a Beauty which does seldom cloy. 
As Peaceful Monarchs do their Kingdoms Sway,
He shou’d my Heart, and I’d in Love obey,
No change of Fortune shou’d pervert our flame,
But with the good or bad, be still the same.