In law an infant, and in years a b
In mind a slave to every vicious j
From every sense of shame and virt
In lies an adept, in deceit a fien
Versed in hypocrisy, while yet a c

When Friendship or Love
Our sympathies move;
When Truth, in a glance, should a
The lips may beguile,
With a dimple or smile,

I stood beside the grave of him wh
The comet of a season, and I saw
The humblest of all sepulchres, an
With not the less of sorrow and of
On that neglected turf and quiet s

'Tis done——and shivering in the ga
The bark unfurls her snowy sail;
And whistling o’er the bending mas
Loud sings on high the fresh’ning
And I must from this land be gone

THE isles of Greece! the isles o
Where burning Sappho loved and su
Where grew the arts of war and pea
Where Delos rose, and Phoebus spr
Eternal summer gilds them yet,

When some proud son of man returns
Unknown to glory, but upheld by bi
The sculptor’s art exhausts the po
And storied urns record who rest b
When all is done, upon the tomb is

Your pardon, my friend, if my rhym
Your pardon, a thousand times o’er
From friendship I strove your pan
But, I swear, I will do so no mor
Since your beautiful maid your fla

When Thurlow this damn’d nonsense
(I hope I am not violent),
Nor men nor gods knew what he mean
And since not even our Rogers’ pr
To common sense his thoughts could

Oh, Friend! for ever loved, for e
What fruitless tears have bathed t
What sighs re’echo’d to thy partin
Wilst thou wast struggling in the
Could tears retard the tyrant in h

Let Folly smile, to view the name
Of thee and me in friendship twine
Yet Virtue will have greater clai
To love, than rank with vice combi
And though unequal is thy fate,