Daniel

Not such was Daniel, gentle, bland, and good,
The wisest monitor of womanhood ;
Plain morals utter'd in plain mother tongue,
And flat historic facts he plainly sung.
And yet by earnest faith bestow'd a grace
On bald event and ancient common-place.
The oldest truths to him were always new ;
No wonder, for he always felt them true.
The bootless battles of the red and white.
Which few can read, he patiently could write.