Restore it me, be not unkind;
For if not so, you’re much to blame,
While as below you see my name.—[Name appended.]
Taken from an old copy-book:
All you, my friends, who now expect to see
A piece of writing, here performed by me,
Cast but a smile on this my mean endeavor,
I’ll strive to mend, and be obedient ever.
On the fly-leaf of a Bible may sometimes be seen:
Could we with ink the ocean fill,