Classic Poem

IN ANSWER TO THE FOREGOING LINES ,

DICTATED, THE AUTHOR FEARS, MORE BY HIS FRIENDSHIP THAN HIS
JUDGMENT .

That praise sometimes is grateful to me I confess,
Who feels not its influence, than man must be less;
But still greater delight that warm praise must impart,
Where the wit of the head, and the worth of the heart
Commend, without envy, the works of an other,
And as freely divide the bays with a brother.
That this is your character all the world knows,
'Tis allow'd by your friends, nor denied by your foes!