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The valiant, in himself, what can he suffer? / Or what does he regard his single woes? / But when, alas! he multiplies himself, / To dearer serves, to the lov'd tender fair, / To those whose bliss, whose beings hang upon him, / To helpless children,-then, Oh then, he feels / The point of misery festering in his heart, / And weakly weeps his fortunes like a coward: / Such, such am I! -undone! / -Thomson's Edward and Eleanora.
Farewell, old Scotia's bleak domains, / Far dearer than the torrid plains, / Where rich ananas blow! / Farewell, a mother's blessing dear! / A borther's sigh! a sister's tear! / My Jean's heart-rending throe! / Farewell, my Bess! tho' thou'rt bereft / Of my paternal care. / A faithful brother I have left, / My part in him thou'lt share! / Adieu, too, to you too, / My Smith, my bosom frien'; / When kindly you mind me, / O then befriend my Jean!