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Officious, innocent, sincere,
Of every friendless name the friend.
Elegy on the Death of Mr. Robert Levet, A Practiser in Physic (1783)
Then with no throbs of fiery pain,
No cold gradations of decay,
Death broke at once the vital chain,
And freed his soul the nearest way.
Elegy on the Death of Mr. Robert Levet, A Practiser in Physic (1783)
In misery's darkest cavern known,
His useful care was ever nigh
Where hopeless anguish pour'd his groan,
And lonely want retir'd to die.
Elegy on the Death of Mr. Robert Levet, A Practiser in Physic (1783)
And sure th' Eternal Master found
His single talent well employ'd.
Elegy on the Death of Mr. Robert Levet, A Practiser in Physic (1783)