When life is full of promise, life to him

Had scarce a promise left. Home scenes, beloved

From early childhood, and endeared by thoughts

Of warm affection, only served to pierce

His breast with deeper pangs. In vain he sought

To cast aside his sorrows and arouse

The slumbering energies of mind to snap

The gloomy bonds that fettered. Efforts vain,

Attempts abortive, drove him forth at length

An exile from his country, in the search