When born, in tears we saw thee drown'd,
While thine assembled friends around,
With smiles their joy confest;
So live, that at thy parting hour,
They may the flood of sorrow pour,
And thou in smiles be drest!
[21] The thought contained in these lines, appears so natural and so
obvious, that one wonders it did not occur to all who have attempted
to write upon a birthday or a death.