On thee O Friendship sweet my pen shall dwell,

And all thy sweetness all thy virtues tell;

Fail not my Muse while I this task perform,

Or leave my feeble efforts quite forlorn.

Well do I prize a truly generous mind,

Adorn'd with every virtue, and refin'd;

A friend sincere a noble candid heart;

And one who acts a Brothers, Sisters part.

If in this World at happiness we aim,

Why seek we it, in riches or in fame

Why do we search in chambers of the great

Or crave the highest honours in the state

Give me true Friendships bond, and social tye

For happiness in these alone doth lie

O Friendship sweet delightful flow'ry charms,

How highly do I prize thy savory balms;

With thee could dwell in rural rustic bowers

And happily pass the sweet the enchanting hours

The fleeting hours of morn which glide away

And bear us joyful to lifes evening day.

O could I find in some sequester'd place

That form I oft have pictur'd to my mind

Sweetly adorn'd with ev'ry virtuous grace

Accomplish'd manners amiable chaste and kind

A form Angelic innocent as the Dove,

That Friendship sweet might kindle into love.