New courage, he'll think upon glory, and you.

Though a tear dims his eye at this sad separation,
'Tis nature, not fear, which commands his regret;
Far distant he goes with the same emulation,
In the grave, he alone can his fathers forget.

Your fame, and your memory, still will he cherish,
He vows that he ne'er will disgrace your renown;
Like you will he live, or like you will he perish,
When decay'd, may he mingle his dust with your own.

1803.

[Footnote 1: Horiston Castle, in _Derbyshire_, an ancient seat of the
B--r--n family.]

[Footnote 2: The battle of _Marston Moor_, where the adherents of
CHARLES I. were defeated.]

[Footnote 3: Son of the Elector Palatine, and related to CHARLES I. He
afterwards commanded the Fleet, in the Reign of CHARLES II.]

* * * * *

TO E----.

Let Folly smile, to view the names
Of thee and me in friendship twin'd,
Yet virtue will have greater claims