Such sorrow brings me honour, not disgrace.4

1802.

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The Author claims the indulgence of the reader, more for this piece, than, perhaps, any other in the collection; but as it was written at an earlier period than the rest,         (being composed at the age of 14) and his first Essay, be preferred submitting it to the indulgence of his friends in its present state, to making either addition or alteration.

TO D. ——

In thee, I fondly hop'd to clasp,

A friend whom death alone could sever,

But envy with malignant grasp,

Has torn thee from my breast for ever.

2.

True, she has forc'd thee from my breast,

But in my heart thou keep'st thy seat;

There, there, thine image still must rest,

Until that heart shall cease to beat.

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3.

And when the grave restores her dead,

When life again to dust is given,

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