Shall give me, through all time, a never dying name.
(Signed.) NAPOLEON.
Another version is subjoined of lines, "To the Portrait of My Son."
O! Cherished image of my infant heir!
Thy surface does his lineaments impart:—
But ah! thou liv'st not. On this rock so bare
His living form shall never glad my heart.
My second-self! how would'st thy presence cheer
The settled sadness of thy hapless sire!
Thine infancy with tenderness I'd rear,