542. His father had not displeased him at any time, &c.—1:6. 1 THE parent indolently mild May here his fatal dotage see: Afraid to vex thy darling child, Thy darling child shall trouble thee, Make his indulgent father smart, And break thy old, fond, foolish heart. 2 “What pity ’tis, to cross his will, His clamorous appetites deny, Restrain the acts of childish ill, And make the fretted infant cry, Harshly his little faults reprove! How can I grieve the son I love?” 3 Continue then thy son