Believe me, dear patrons, I have wand'red too far,
Henry Livingston, Jr.
An elegy on the death of MONTGOMERY TAPPEN who dies at Poughkeepsie on the 20th of Nov. 1784 in the ninth year of his age.
'Twas summer, when softly the breezes were blowing,
On this thy natal day permit a friend -
Take the name of the swain, a forlorn witless elf
A gentle spirit now above
BEYOND where billows roll or tempests vex