The Friend Whom Wild From Wisdom'S Way, The Fumes Of Wine Infuriate Send; (Not Moony Madness More Astray;) Who But Deplores That Hapless Friend? Mine Was Th' Insensate Frenzied Part, Ah, Why Should I Such Scenes Outlive Scenes So Abhorrent To My Heart! 'Tis Thine To Pity And Forgive.