GO now, ingenious youth!--The trying hour <br />Is come: The world demands that thou shouldst go <br />To active life: There titles, wealth, and power, <br />May all be purchased--Yet I joy to know <br />Thou wilt not pay their price. The base control <br />Of petty despots in their pedant reign <br />Already hast thou felt;--and high disdain <br />Of tyrants is imprinted on thy soul-- <br />Not, where mistaken Glory, in the field <br />Rears her red banner, be thou ever found: <br />But, against proud Oppression raise the shield <br />Of patriot daring--So shalt thou renown'd <br />For the best virtues live ; or that denied <br />May'st die, as Hampden or as Sydney died!<br /><br />Charlotte Smith<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-lxxvi-to-a-young-man-entering-the-world/
