WILLIAM, my brother and my bosom friend!
For thrice ten years, the sun, this blessed day,
Has lighted thee along life's chequered way,
Serene and placid, towards thy journey's end.
One third the distance, we have trod together,
Hand grasping hand, and heart enclosed in heart,
Each of the other's life, breath, being, part
Breasting as one, time's rough and rugged weather.
Poet and Priest, as in thy face I look,
So full of thought, so tranquil, so benign,
With pride of soul, to hail thee friend of mine,
I greet thee, with the legend of this book
"Fragrant and lasting," be thy memory here,
And then a fadeless crown, through heaven's immortal year!
BURLINGTON, Nov. 7, 1834.