The miscellaneous works of David Humphreys Late Minister Plenipotentiary from the United States of America to the Court of Madrid |
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The miscellaneous works of David Humphreys | ||
Then shall we rest forlorn beyond relief,
Dumb in despair and stupified with grief?
To drear forgetfulness consign our friends,
And lose the hope “that being never ends?”
That prop imperishable prone on earth,
The spring of action and reward of worth!
What! shall we faint? nor give to faith its scope?
Shall we remain as mourners without hope?
And shall not hope celestial sooth these sighs?
Are there not crowns and triumphs in the skies?
Think ye, now fate has cut the vital thread,
Th' immortal Washington is wholly dead?
Though cold in clay the mortal members lie,
Mounts not th' immortal mind to worlds on high?
Ev'n that lost form shall rise from kindred dust,
Fair in the renovation of the just.
From conflagrated orbs in atoms hurl'd,
Anon shall spring a renovated world—
That world, for suff'ring man, of bright rewards,
Thus fir'd the song of heav'n-illumin'd bards.
Dumb in despair and stupified with grief?
To drear forgetfulness consign our friends,
And lose the hope “that being never ends?”
That prop imperishable prone on earth,
The spring of action and reward of worth!
What! shall we faint? nor give to faith its scope?
Shall we remain as mourners without hope?
And shall not hope celestial sooth these sighs?
Are there not crowns and triumphs in the skies?
Think ye, now fate has cut the vital thread,
Th' immortal Washington is wholly dead?
Though cold in clay the mortal members lie,
Mounts not th' immortal mind to worlds on high?
Ev'n that lost form shall rise from kindred dust,
Fair in the renovation of the just.
From conflagrated orbs in atoms hurl'd,
Anon shall spring a renovated world—
That world, for suff'ring man, of bright rewards,
Thus fir'd the song of heav'n-illumin'd bards.
The miscellaneous works of David Humphreys | ||