He courts you — of the fact you are aware;
He is a greedy rogue — you know that too;
And yet, poor fool, you name him as your heir,
Content the rascal should succeed to you!
" He sent fat gifts," you say; so anglers do;
But earn they gratitude from silly fish?
If you would have him mourn with sorrow true,
Then leave him nothing, you will have your wish.