VERSES
On a perspective View of Dilston Hall, the Seat of the unfortunate James, Earl of Derwentwater.

How mournful feeble Nature’s tone,

When Dilston Hall appears:

Where none’s to wait the orphan’s moan,

Nor dry the widow’s tears!

The helpless aged poor survey,

This building as it stands;

In moving anguish heard to say,

(And weeping wring their hands)