Here may each traveler behold
The name of his friends belov'd of old.
Whate'er the clime from whence he came,
Still will he find some well-known name,
To call to mind departed hours,
When friendship strewed his way with flowers,
Or youthful love, with sun-lit eye,
Look'd down to bless him with a sigh:
And fancy, fired, will plume her wings,
---For eagle flight to fairy spheres,
While memory, pleased, enraptured, clings
To each loved name, with smiles and tears.
Source: Table Rock Album and Sketches of the Falls and Scenery
Adjacent. Buffalo: Steam Press of Thomas and Lathrops, copyright by Jewett, Thomas
& Co.,1856c.1848
