From my Judith.
Faithful to duty to your love be true; In search of fame, Oh! Let not death be near, In the stern fight where glory you persue,
In that dread hour, oh! "do not me forget."
For glory [illegible] chase my arms you have [wherever] you go my heart will [surely] be; when [memory] [illegible] shall
your [name] [recieve] when [illegible] clam you, some [illegible] [think] of me.