For you his heart with love peculiar glow’d.
Can you forget how many social hours
Derived new joys from his instructive pow’rs?
Can you upon these scenes look back unmoved,
Scenes, where, so oft, delighted and improv’d,
Attention fondly on his accents dwelt,
And every breast the warmth of friendship felt;
While Fancy, led by Hope, the theme pursu’d,
And future prospects more delightful view’d?
Fancy! where now are thy illusive dreams?