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Lewesdon Hill, with other poems

By the Rev. William Crowe ... a corrected and much enlarged edition, with notes

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EPITAPH

ON SIR CHARLES TURNER, BART. IN THE FAMILY MAUSOLEUM AT KIRK LEATHAM, YORKSHIRE.

Beneath this hallow'd vault, this awful shade,
Amidst his generous Forefathers laid,
Lo Turner sleeps, the latest of his race,
In prime of manhood given to Death's embrace.
Heir of their name, and of their virtues heir,
His heart was liberal, courteous, brave, sincere.
Nor that his only praise; his patient mind,
Cheerful in grief, in agony resign'd,

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Long bore the tedious hours of cureless pain,
Which Love and Friendship strove to soothe in vain.
Farewell, dear Consort of my happier days!
To Thee this duty thy Theresa pays,
Lamenting still for Thee, 'till fate shall join
Her kindred spirit and her dust with thine.