Whose honour’d Patrons now lie low in earth;
Or borne by Fate far from their native shore,
With smiles auspicious glad my heart no more.
Here youth and beauty, innocence and love,
I joy’d to see, to serve, and to approve:
Here honour’d Age to all around did show,
That virtue’s paths alone can bliss bestow:
Here moral lessons spoke from ev’ry part,
And peace and kindness wrote them on my heart.
Hoary inhabitants around the place,