Patient I [star’d], and saw thro’ rolling years
His tith’d Sheaf humble thro’ its golden Ears;
Saw the proud Man of Land his Joke resign,
And labour for a Laugh to flatter mine.
[THE TASK.]
(Jan. 20) [1813?]
The Task is dull; but I was taught
Myself, and ’tis a debt I owe
To those who [seek the] truths I sought,
The Knowledge I have gain’d to shew.