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THE STRUGGLES OF CONSCIENCE	A
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A serious Toyman in the city dwelt	B
Who much concern for his religion felt	B
Reading he changed his tenets read again	C
And various questions could with skill maintain	D
Papist and Quaker if we set aside	E
He had the road of every traveller tried	E
There walk'd a while and on a sudden turn'd	F
Into some by way he had just discern'd	F
He had a nephew Fulham Fulham went	G
His Uncle's way with every turn content	G
He saw his pious kinsman's watchful care	H
And thought such anxious pains his own might spare	H
And he the truth obtain'd without the toil might	I
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share	H
In fact young Fulham though he little read	J
Perceived his uncle was by fancy led	J
And smiled to see the constant care he took	K
Collating creed with creed and book with book	K
At length the senior fix'd I pass the sect	L
He call'd a Church 'twas precious and elect	L
Yet the seed fell not in the richest soil	M
For few disciples paid the preacher's toil	M
All in an attic room were wont to meet	N
These few disciples at their pastor's feet	N
With these went Fulham who discreet and grave	O
Follow'd the light his worthy uncle gave	O
Till a warm Preacher found the way t'impart	P
Awakening feelings to his torpid heart	P
Some weighty truths and of unpleasant kind	Q
Sank though resisted in his struggling mind	Q
He wish'd to fly them but compell'd to stay	R
Truth to the waking Conscience found her way	R
For though the Youth was call'd a prudent lad	S
And prudent was yet serious faults he had	S
Who now reflected 'Much am I surprised	T
I find these notions cannot be despised	T
No there is something I perceive at last	U
Although my uncle cannot hold it fast	U
Though I the strictness of these men reject	L
Yet I determine to be circumspect	L
This man alarms me and I must begin	V
To look more closely to the things within	V
These sons of zeal have I derided long	W
But now begin to think the laugher's wrong	W
Nay my good uncle by all teachers moved	X
Will be preferr'd to him who none approved	X
Better to love amiss than nothing to have loved '	-
Such were his thoughts when Conscience first	Y
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began	Z
To hold close converse with th' awaken'd man	Z
He from that time reserved and cautious grew	A2
And for his duties felt obedience due	A2
Pious he was not but he fear'd the pain	D
Of sins committed nor would sin again	C
Whene'er he stray'd he found his Conscience rose	B2
Like one determined what was ill t'oppose	B2
What wrong t'accuse what secret to disclose	B2
To drag forth every latent act to light	I
And fix them fully in the actor's sight	I
This gave him trouble but he still confess'd	C2
The labour useful for it brought him rest	C2
The Uncle died and when the Nephew read	J
The will and saw the substance of the dead	J
Five hundred guineas with a stock in trade	D2
He much rejoiced and thought his fortune made	D2
Yet felt aspiring pleasure at the sight	I
And for increase increasing appetite	I
Desire of profit idle habits check'd	L
For Fulham's virtue was to be correct	L
He and his Conscience had their compact made	D2
'Urge me with truth and you will soon persuade	D2
But not ' he cried 'for mere ideal things	E2
Give me to feel those terror breeding stings '	-
'Let not such thoughts ' she said 'your mind	Q
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confound	F2
Trifles may wake me but they never wound	F2
In them indeed there is a wrong and right	I
But you will find me pliant and polite	I
Not like a Conscience of the dotard kind	Q
Awake to dreams to dire offences blind	Q
Let all within be pure in all beside	E
Be your own master governor and guide	E
Alive to danger in temptation strong	W
And I shall sleep our whole existence long '	-
'Sweet be thy sleep ' said Fulham 'strong must	G2
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be	-
The tempting ill that gains access to me	-
Never will I to evil deed consent	G
Or if surprised oh how will I repent	G
Should gain be doubtful soon would I restore	H2
The dangerous good or give it to the poor	I2
Repose for them my growing wealth shall buy	J2
Or build who knows an hospital like Guy	J2
Yet why such means to soothe the smart within	V
While firmly purposed to renounce the sin '	-
Thus our young Trader and his Conscience dwelt	B
In mutual love and great the joy they felt	B
But yet in small concerns in trivial things	E2
'She was ' he said 'too ready with the stings '	-
And he too apt in search of growing gains	K2
To lose the fear of penalties and pains	K2
Yet these were trifling bickerings petty jars	L2
Domestic strifes preliminary wars	M2
He ventured little little she express'd	C2
Of indignation and they both had rest	C2
Thus was he fix d to walk the worthy way	R
When profit urged him to a bold essay	R
A time was that when all at pleasure gamed	C2
In lottery chances yet a law unblamed	C2
This Fulham tried who would to him advance	N2
A pound or crown he gave in turn a chance	N2
For weighty prize and should they nothing share	H
They had their crown or pound in Fulham's ware	H
Thus the old stores within the shop were sold	C2
For that which none refuses new or old	C2
Was this unjust yet Conscience could not rest	C2
But made a mighty struggle in the breast	C2
And gave th' aspiring man an early proof	O2
That should they war he would have work enough	P2
'Suppose ' said she 'your vended numbers rise	Q2
The same with those which gain each real prize	Q2
Such your proposal can you ruin shun '	-
'A hundred thousand ' he replied 'to one '	-
'Still it may happen ' 'I the sum must pay '	-
'You know you cannot ' 'I can run away '	-
'That is dishonest ' 'Nay but you must wink	R2
At a chance hit it cannot be I think	R2
Upon my conduct as a whole decide	C2
Such trifling errors let my virtues hide	C2
Fail I at meeting am I sleepy there	H
My purse refuse I with the priest to share	H
Do I deny the poor a helping hand	C2
Or stop the wicked women in the Strand	C2
Or drink at club beyond a certain pitch	S2
Which are your charges Conscience tell me	-
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which '	-
''Tis well ' said she 'but ' 'Nay I pray	R
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have done	T2
Trust me I will not into danger run '	-
The lottery drawn not one demand was made	C2
Fulham gain'd profit and increase of trade	C2
'See now ' said he for Conscience yet arose	B2
'How foolish 'tis such measures to oppose	B2
Have I not blameless thus my state advanced '	-
'Still ' mutter'd Conscience 'still it might have	U2
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chanced '	-
'Might ' said our hero 'who is so exact	C2
As to inquire what might have been a fact '	-
Now Fulham's shop contain'd a curious view	A2
Of costly trifles elegant and new	A2
The papers told where kind mammas might buy	J2
The gayest toys to charm an infant's eye	J2
Where generous beaux might gentle damsels please	V2
And travellers call who cross the land or seas	V2
And find the curious art the neat device	W2
Of precious value and of trifling price	W2
Here Conscience rested she was pleased to find	C2
No less an active than an honest mind	C2
But when he named his price and when he swore	H2
His Conscience check'd him that he ask'd no more	H2
When half he sought had been a large increase	X2
On fair demand she could not rest in peace	X2
Beside th' affront to call th' adviser in	V
Who would prevent to justify the sin	V
She therefore told him that 'he vainly tried	C2
To soothe her anger conscious that he lied	C2
If thus he grasp'd at such usurious gains	K2
He must deserve and should expect her pains '	-
The charge was strong he would in part confess	Y2
Offence there was But who offended less	Y2
'What is a mere assertion call'd a lie	J2
And if it be are men compell'd to buy	J2
'Twas strange that Conscience on such points should	C2
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dwell	Z2
While he was acting he would call it well	Z2
He bought as others buy he sold as others sell	Z2
There was no fraud and he demanded cause	A3
Why he was troubled when he kept the laws '	-
'My laws ' said Conscience 'What ' said he '	-
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are thine	B3
Oral or written human or divine	B3
Show me the chapter let me see the text	C2
By laws uncertain subjects are perplex'd	C2
Let me my finger on the statute lay	R
And I shall feel it duty to obey '	-
'Reflect ' said Conscience ''twas your	H2

George Crabbe

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