By Nayelis Aviles Rolon
company of a man with me;
whose eyes romantic, my
dear sister, the want of a friend.
possessed well
of a capacious mind, tastes my own, to approve
friend repair
poor brother! execution
But evil to me
fourteen years wild on
Thomas’ books of voyages
with the celebrated
only when in my power
its most that I perceived
acquainted
useless no
friend, among mer-
Yet some feelings,
beat even in these rugged bosoms.
is a man
national professional
finding
he was unemployed