...name, And raised this fond memorial to bis fame. Lini's and Note by Lord Byron. Unhappy White! (a) while life was in its spring, And thy young muse just...a noble heart was here undone, When Science' self deetroy'd her favorite son ! Yes! she too much indulged thy fond pursuit, She sow'd the seeds, but...

...thee, Gifford ! be thy promise claim'd, Make bad men better, or at least ashamed. Unhappy White ! (2) while life was in its spring, And thy young muse just waved her joyous wing, * The hand which brush'da swarm of fools away, * Should rouse to grasp a more reluctant prey ! ' Think, then,...

...thee, Gifford! be thy promise claim'd, Make bad men better, or at least ashamed. ^ Unhappy AVhite!(9) while life was in its spring, And thy young muse just waved her joyous wing, The spoiler swept that soaring lyre away, AVhich else bad sounded an immortal lay. Oh! what a noble heart was here...

...thee, Gifford ! be thy promise claim'd, Make bad men better, or at least ashamed. Unhappy White ! 3 while life was in its spring, And thy young muse just waved her joyous wing, 1 [Lord Byron here alludes to the masterly poem 'of " New Morality" (the joint production of Mr. Canning...

...thec, Gifford! be thy promise cl.iimM, Make bad men better, or at least ashameJ. Unhappy White! (9) while life was in its spring, And thy young muse just waved her joyous wûig, Tbe spoiler swept that soaring lyre away, Which else had sounded an immortal lay. Oh! what a...

...retire ; but that when they were reading ' Madoc,' they often read on till the clock struck twelve." " Unhappy White ! while life was in its spring, And thy young muse just waved its joyons wing, The epoiler swept that soaring lyre away, Which else had sounded an immortal lay....

...Byron most beautifully speaks of him in the following lines and note : — " Unhappy WHITE !• when life was in its spring, And thy young muse just waved...destroyed her favourite son ! Yes ! she too much indulged thy fond pursuit, She sowed the seeds, but death has reap'd the fruit. 'Twas thine own genius gave...

...lonely name. And raised this fond memorial to his fame. Lines and Note by Lord Byron. Unhappy White! (a) while life was in its spring, And thy young muse just...a noble heart was here undone, When Science' self destroy'd her favorite son! Yes! she too much indulged thy fond pursuit, She sow'd the seeds, but Death...

...be equally applicable to many who were of equal promise, though their names are "unknown to song." " Oh ! what a noble heart was here undone, When Science'...destroyed her favourite son ! Yes, she too much indulged thy fond pursuit; She sowed the seeds, but death has reaped the fruit. 'Twas thine own genius gave...

...honors assigned him, both on taking his first and second degree, were among the highest of his class. u Oh! what a noble heart was here undone, When Science' self destroyed her favorite son! ******* So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds...