Sonnet 2 (Think Valentine, as speeding on thy way)

Think Valentine, as speeding on thy wayHomeward thou hastest light of heart along,If heavily creep on one little dayThe medley crew of travellers among,Think on thine absent friend: reflect that hereOn Life's sad journey comfortless he roves,Remote from every scene his heart holds dear,From him he values, and from her he loves.And when disgusted with the vain and dullWhom chance companions of thy way may doom,Thy mind, of each domestic comfort full,Turns to itself and meditates on home,Ah think what Cares must ache within his breastWho loaths the lingering road, yet has no home of rest!1794.