By every action, every look betrayed:
The pride of generous woe disdains appeal
To hearts, that unrelenting frosts congeal;
Yet sure, if right Palemon can divine,
The sense of gentle pity dwells in thine:
Yes! all his cares thy sympathy shall know,
And prove the kind companion of his woe.
“Albert thou know’st, with skill and science graced;
In humble station though by fortune placed,
Yet never seaman more serenely brave