[Written on the occasion of the death, by drowning, of the Prince.]
THOU wert forcibly seized by the hoary lord of the river,--Holding thee, ever he shares with thee his streaming domain, Calmly sleepest thou near his urn as it silently trickles,Till thou to action art roused, waked by the swift-rolling flood.
Kindly be to the people, as when thou still wert a mortal,Perfecting that as a god, which thou didst fail in, as man.
1785.
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