And Moody Madness Laughing Wild Amid Severest

Dear As The Light That Visits These Sad Eyes, Dear As The Ruddy Drops That Warm My Heart.

Fair Laughs The Morn, And Soft The Zephyr Blows, While Proudly Rising O'er The Azure Realm In Gallant Trim The Gilded Vessel Goes, Youth On The Prow, And Pleasure At The Helm.

Here Rests His Head Upon The Lap Of Earth, A Youth To Fortune And To Fame Unknown: Fair Science Frown'd Not On His Humble Birth, And Melancholy Mark'd Him For Her Own.

Each In His Narrow Cell Forever Laid, The Rude Forefathers Of The Hamlet Sleep.

Chill Penury Repress'd Their Noble Rage, And Froze The Genial Current Of The Soul.