Warmed by the ray, they pour the sacred strain
In eloquence seraphic.
Charles Jenner.
Oh! who shall dare in this frail scene,
On holiest, happiest thoughts to lean,
On friendship, kindred, or on love?
Since not Apostles’ hands can clasp
Each other in so firm a grasp,
But they shall change, and variance prove.
Yet deem not on such parting sad,