To —. IN this suspence, a thousand bear a part, With hopes and fears alternate to their heart; With equal mind — wait thy uncertain fate, Whate'er's pronounc'd, yet still thou may'st be great, If wealth and honour are decreed thy name, Let no resentment be thy future aim. Nor if! — Avert the thought — and in the doubtful hour, Be justice guarded by some heavenly power; Be D — still — and let thy spirit show Thou art thyself, howe'er this contest go.