“For oft she sighs and oft she weeps
And hangs her pensive head,
While blood her farrowed finger steeps
And stains the passing thread.
“When orient hills the sun behold,
Our labors are begun;
And when he streaks the west with gold,
The task is still undone.”
Five years after his introduction to Shenstone, a collection of his poems was published, entitled “Poems on Several Occasions.” About forty years afterward he issued another edition with additional pieces, such as “Woodstock, an Elegy,” “St. Crispin,” etc. In the later years of his life he was living near Norbury Park, and had found a generous patron in Mr. Lock, who superintended the publication of his poetry, and in Lord Lyttleton of Hagley.