On the Receipt of my Mother's Picture.
The son of parents pass'd into the skies.
On the Receipt of my Mother's Picture.
The man that hails you Tom or Jack,
And proves, by thumping on your back,[423:1]
His sense of your great merit,[423:2]
Is such a friend that one had need
Be very much his friend indeed
To pardon or to bear it.
On Friendship.