O ye whose cheek the tear of pity stains,
Draw near with pious rev'rence, and attend!
Here lie the loving husband's dear remains.
The tender father, and the gen'rous friend.

The pitying heart that felt for human woe,
The dauntless heart that fear'd no human pride,
The friend of man - to vice alone a foe;
For ' ev'n his failings lean'd to virtue's side'.

O you whose cheek the tear of pity stains,
Draw near with pious reverence, and attend!
Here lie the loving husband's dear remains.
The tender father, and the generous friend.

The pitying heart that felt for human woe,
The dauntless heart that feared no human pride,
The friend of man - to vice alone a foe;
For ' even his failings leaned to virtue's side'.