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Rh  Behold, due north, a stately building stands, Whose friendly portal wide to all expands. The poor, if sick or lame, there find relief, To calm their anguish or asuage their grief. By voluntary gifts the pile was rear’d, By voluntary aid each patient's cheerd, And what must be acceptable to heav'n, Relief to strangers, there is freely giv'n;

The Sons of anxious cares expres, To ease their patients pain and sooth distres; Like good Samaritans, with pleasure toil, And freely pour their balsam, wine, and oil.

Near north by east, greets your eye, More to the right, you 'll 's turrets spy. , nearer view, between, And o'er that Conic Tow'r lies.

In that neat 's you 'll behold, Whose vane is tipp'd and shines with burnish 'd gold. Beyond it, 's plainly seen, Where boats seem sailing o'er the verdant green;