Sketches in Verse Part 2

Quick to a merchant s.h.i.+p was sent, He braved the stormy eliment; Intrepid courage gave him aid, And due attention well he paid, To every order that he heard, And by the crew was much revered; At riper years became a mate, In the same s.h.i.+p he tried his fate; His master died he took his place, His tutor he did not disgrace, He soon became a man of wealth, Adorned with riches, strength, and health.

Tired of the sea he came on sh.o.r.e, His Wiverton friends to see once more.

Each hailed the happy pleasing day, They view'd the orphan nam'd Greenway.

The tear of sorrow from him flew, When he the fatal spot did view; Says he this village fostered me, Till I embarked upon the sea.

Part of my earnings will I give, That poorer souls may better live; He bought the Briston t.i.thes to do A generous act outdone by few; And soon as bought gave them away, To those that named him young Greenway.

In trust to aid the needy poor, Who will till death his name adore.

Owing to times it will be found, These t.i.thes have fetched three hundred pound; And Wiverton poor have every year, A sum that keeps them from despair; And oft they cry we bless the day, That brought to us our good Greenway.

Knighted Sir Richard Greenway.

FINIS.