William Stanley Roscoe - On Being Forced to Part with His Library for the Benefit of Creditors lyrics

As one who destined from his friends to part, Regrets his loss, yet hopes again ere-while To share their converse and enjoy their smile, And tempers, as he may, affliction's dart,-- Thus, loved asociates! chiefs of elder art! Teachers of wisdom! who could once beguile My tedious hours, and lighten every toil, I now resign you; nor with fainting heart-- For pa** a few short years, or days, or hours, And happier seasons may their dawn unfold, And all your sacred fellowship restore; When, freed from earth, unlimited its powers, Mind shall with mind direct communion hold, And kindred spirits meet to part no more.