Incipit
Ad Scribam To Jonathan Hoag, Esq., Aetat LXXXIX. February 10, 1920 A health to thee, upon whose silver’d head The mingled glow of Time and Art is shed; Whose growing years, now full four score and nine, In one vast beam of waxing glory shine. Blessed is he, whose ev’ry hour can show Some virtuous effort or aeonian glow. To such each added day fresh fame imparts, Whilst mounting age endears him to our hearts: Scriba, for thee a life of deeds well done A lasting coronet of love hath won! But tho’ in gratitude we pause to scan The welcome favour of thy lengthen’d span, Counting alone reveals Ti …
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Entourage — Jonathan E. Hoag (1)