“When thou some tale of hapless love shalt hear,
That steals from Pity’s eye the melting tear;
Of two chaste hearts, by mutual passion joined,
To absence, sorrow, and despair consigned;
Oh! then, to swell the tides of social woe
That heal th’ afflicted bosom they o’erflow,
While Memory dictates, this sad Shipwreck tell,
And what distress thy wretched friend befel:
Then, while in streams of soft compassion drown’d,
The swains lament, and maidens weep around;