Kind companion of my youth,
    Lov'd for genius, worth, and truth!
    Take what friendship can impart,
    Tribute of a feeling heart;
    Take the muse's latest spark,
    Ere we drop into the dark.
    He, who parts and virtue gave,
    Bad thee look beyond the grave
    Genius soars, and virtue guides;
    Above, the love of God presides.
    There's a gulf 'twixt us and God;
    Let the gloomy path be trod:
    Why stand shivering on the shore?
    Why not boldly venture o'er?
    Where unerring virtue guides,
    Let us have the winds and tides:
    Safe, through seas of doubts and fears,
    Rides the bark which virtue steers.

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