When you a wilder'd trav'ler meet

When you a wilder'd trav'ler meet, Guide to the road his erring feet; Or to your roof, if late, invite, And shield him from the damps of night. To still the voice of anguish, try To wipe the tear from sorrow's eye; And every good you can, impart With ready hand, and glowing heart; So shall ye pass, from manhood's stage, Smoothly along the slope of age; Then from the pleasing journey rest, In peaceful sleep, belov'd and blest.