He saw but few whom he had seen before;
The older people, as they met him, cast
A pitying look, oft speaking as they pass’d -
“The man is Allen Booth, and it appears
He dwelt among us in his early years:
We see the name engraved upon the stones,
Where this poor wanderer means to lay his bones,”
Thus where he lived and loved - unhappy change! -
He seems a stranger, and finds all are strange.
But now a widow, in a village near,