English poem
Epitaph
by Joseph Hazard (1807–1892)
Yet, should my milder fortune have design'd, That I one kindred soul shall leave behind; By Friendship prompted, should he chance to stray, Where these frail Limbs in dull Oblivion lay;— O! may his breast heave forth one anxious sigh— One tear of pity glisten from his eye: Sad as he thinks what once I us'd to be— How near to him—how dear he was to me;— This tribute paid, my friend may onward go— One Sigh—one Tear—is all that's due to Joe.
More by Joseph Hazard
- ELEGY 11th. Written during the time of the Author's Retirement from New-York, under Indisposition of Body…
- ELEGY 2d. On the Tyranny of his Britannic Majesty
- ELEGY 4th. To Major Robert T—p, at Ticonderoga
- ELEGY 5th. On the Pleasures of Imagination
- JULIA to EDWARD. The Effusion of a broken Heart
- On Mr. W—l—g's courting a young Lady who refused his Addresses
- On seeing a tatter'd, wretched Poet
- On the present King of Great-Britain