English poem
Lines Sent to a Friend with a Watch
by Anonymous
Accept, my friend, and kindly deem This offering of the Bard; His token of sincere esteem, And tribute of regard.
What tho' no trappings I allow; The Watch thus unadorn'd; Believe me, when I dare avow, Its worth should not be scorn'd.
Companion of my earliest youth, I've oft its value known! Unsway'd its probity and truth, By Fortune's smile, or frown.
In infant state, when learning's lore, For Pastime was forgot, It whisper'd oft the hast'ning hour, And task remember'd not.
Obedient still to riper age, When Pleasure leads astray; 'Twill Reason's cool reproof engage, And chide the ill-spent day.
Remind us, Time unceasing wears, Howe'er its loss we mourn; And bid us nurse the passing years, Which never can return.
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