Classic Poem

ON THE Death AND C HARACTER OF E ARL C AMDEN .

 A CUTE perception, clear and manly sense,
With spirit arm'd, and grac'd with eloquence,
The Patriot in a Robe Judicial found,
And public spirit in the Senate crown'd,
When Camden liv'd, the Magistrate endear'd,
The Orator entrusted and rever'd:—
But, oh! what Muse can emulate the bower
That fed the wreaths of Social Wisdom's hour?
The charm that Reason, Taste, and Wit combin'd,
In graces of a captivating mind!
The arts and the affections , hand in hand,
That made the scene of leisure Fairy-land.
 The vision is no more; and, clos'd in sleep,
Resigns to Love its privilege to weep:
Nor wakes but in the phantoms of regret,
Stung with despair, but hopeless to forget.