A friend most faithful, uniformly kind.
Thou art the earliest friend of mine that’s left—
The rest have long departed, every one;
They’ve long years since the debt of nature paid,
But thou remainest still, and thou alone.
The snow of four score winters thou has seen,
And life’s long pilgrimage may soon be o’er;
Respected, loved, and happy hast thou been,
With ample means to relieve the suffering poor,
Thou ever hadst the will, as well as power.