Some few, that I have known in days of old,
Would run moft dreadful risk of catching cold;
While you, my friend, whatever wind fhould blow,
Might traverse England fafely to and fro,

An honeft man, close-button'd to the chin,
Broad-cloth without, and a warm heart within.

TO THE

REV. WILLIAM CAWTHORNE UNWIN,

RECTOR OF STOCK IN ESSEX,

THE TUTOR OF HIS TWO SONS,

THE FOLLOWING

POEM,

RECOMMENDING PRIVATE TUITION,

IN PREFERENCE TO

AN EDUCATION AT SCHOOL,

IS INSCRIBED,

BY HIS AFFECTIONATE FRIEND,

WILLIAM COWPER.

Ineg, Nov. 6. 1784.