A Man He Was To All The

He Watched And Wept And Prayed And Felt For All

The Sports Of Children Satisfy The Child.

And His Best Riches, Ignorance Of Wealth.

All His Faults Are Such That One Loves Him Still The Better For Them.

Hope, Like The Gleaming Taper's Light, Adorns And Cheers Our Way; And Still, As Darker Grows The Night, Emits A Brighter Ray.