THE EPITAPH.
30. “Here rests his head upon the lap of earth,
A youth to fortune and to fame unknown;
Fair Science frown’d not on his humble birth,
And melancholy mark’d him for her own.
31. “Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere,
Heav’n did a recompense as largely send:
He gave to mis’ry all he had—a tear;
He gain’d from heaven (’twas all he wish’d) a friend.
32. “No farther seek his merits to disclose,