Benbow, a boon companion, long approved
By jovial sets, and (as he thought) beloved,
Was judged as one to joy and friendship prone,
And deem’d injurious to himself alone:
Gen’rous and free, he paid but small regard
To trade, and fail’d; and some declared “’twas hard:”
These were his friends - his foes conceived the case
Of common kind; he sought and found disgrace:
The reasoning few, who neither scorn’d nor loved,
His feelings pitied and his faults reproved.