That Liddell could the distant friend betray!
To friendship true, no scandal from his tongue;
To hurt a friend, or do his foe a wrong.
For truth he try’d, enquir’d, and careful sought,
Yet lov’d the man altho’ he diff’rent thought.
Who’s right! be left to that decisive day,
When truth’s bright beams shall shine without allay.
Ne’er sway’d by notions, nor to schemes confin’d,
His breast was open to the honest mind.
Whatever noble warmth could recommend,