TO
THE
MEMORY
OF
THE
LATE
DUKE
OF
BRIDGEWATER
,
MDCCXLVIII
.
BY
THE
SAME
.
PAtient
to
hear
,
and
bounteous
to
bestow
;
A
mind
that
melted
at
another's
woe
;
Studious
to
act
the
self-approving
part
,
That
midnight
music
of
the
honest
heart
;
These
silent
joys
th'
illustrious
youth
possest
,
This
cloudless
sunshine
of
th'
unsullied
breast
:
From
pride
of
peerage
,
and
from
folly
free
;
Life's
early
morn
fair
Virtue
gave
to
thee
.
The
tear
no
longer
stole
from
Sorrow's
eye
,
And
Poverty
rejoic'd
,
when
he
was
nigh
;
Like
Titus
,
knew
the
value
of
a
day
,
And
Want
went
smiling
from
his
gates
away
.
Titles
and
rank
are
borrow'd
from
the
throne
:
These
honours
,
Egerton
,
were
all
thy
own
.