April, 1808.—On receiving Lady Hutchinson’s watch, after her decease:—
This watch, uncouth to modern eyes,
My care shall rescue from neglect;
Its sculpture rude, its antique size,
Diminish nought my fond respect.
It marked her well-divided hours,
The faithful friend, the matchless wife;
Whose gifted mind, of various powers,
In virtue found the charm of life.
Oft has it seen her summer day,