If anybody's friend be dead
If anybody's friend be dead, / It 's sharpest of the theme
THE butterfly obtains
But little sympathy,
Though favorably mentioned
In Entomology.
Because he travels freely
And wears a proper coat,
The circumspect are certain
That he is dissolute.
Had he the homely scutcheon of modest Industry,
'Twere fitter certifying for Immortality.
If anybody's friend be dead, / It 's sharpest of the theme
Death is a dialogue between / The spirit and the dust.
So proud she was to die / It made us all ashamed
There is a flower that bees prefer, / And butterflies desire;