ABSTRACT
40I could not refrain from inserting the following complimentary lines, which were written by an old and much esteemed friend and follower of the Muses; and— Who ne’er fails to let the dull world know. That there is fire as well as ice in Snow. “The ennobling strain—the inspiring song, Which are to freedom ever dear, Were his—my friends—to him belong, True greatness, and a heart sincere. “ ’Twas his through many a chequered day, To sow the seeds of latent truth; And even now its charms display, To approving age, and ripening youth. “In accents mild, and manners bland— Yet, freedom firmly he maintains; Hostile to fell corruption’s band, The foe of hated slavery’s chains. “Let kindred spirits then unite To pour the balm; and all agree, To do our duty, and requite, The bard—the freest of the freer W.S.
