Remote from towns, he ran his godly race,

nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place;

Unskilled he to fawn, or seek for power,
by doctrines fashioned to the varying hour;

far other aims his heart had learned to prize,

More bent to raise the wretched than to rise. 

His home was known to all the vagrant train; 

He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain." 

Oliver Goldsmith.