Classic Poem

With your noble work proceed,
Be ye firm, let wisdom lead,
Let not praise your thoughts disturb,
Let not blame your efforts curb.

Blame the overwise, (who wind
Round their special sun), will find;
Closer hold the righteous cause,
Keep the time-tried, simple laws.

Scoffs are from the hard and cold,
Those who zeal for folly hold;
Let your noble ardour's fire
Flame but brighter, clearer, higher.

Slanders are from those who fear
All men's plans are insincere;
Therefore but the clearer prove
How ye truth and justice love.

For the truths by you restored
We our grateful thanks accord;
And for what ye hope to do
We can wait, with trust in you.