Habit With Him Was All

See Time Has Touched Me Gently In His Race, And Left No Odious Furrows In My Face.

With Eye Upraised His Master's Look To Scan, The Joy, The Solace, And The Aid Of Man: The Rich Man's Guardian And The Poor Man's Friend, The Only Creature Faithful To The End.

The Coward Never On Himself Relies, But To An Equal For Assistance Flies.

He Tried The Luxury Of Doing Good.

Hence, In These Times, Untouch'd The Pages Lie, And Slumber Out Their Immortality.