He Cast Off His Friends As A

Fear Guides More Than Gratitude.

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

A Silent Address Is The Genuine Eloquence Of Sincerity.

So The Loud Torrent, And The Whirlwind's Roar, But Bind Him To His Native Mountains More.

Elegy On The Death Of A Mad Dog And In That Town A Dog Was Found, As Many Dogs There Be, Both Mongrel, Puppy, Whelp, And Hound, And Curs Of Low Degree.