On Capt. Lascelles
1794
Type: Poem
When Lascelles thought fit from this world to depart,
Some friends warmly thought of embalming his heart;
A bystander whispers- “Pray don’t make so much o’t,
The subject is poison, no reptile will touch it.”
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