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DIRGE.
ON A YOUNG BOY.
Ah, vanish'd early from the view
Of every friend who lov'd thee dear!
Reluctant is the last adieu,
Sweet boy, we whisper round thy bier!
Of every friend who lov'd thee dear!
Reluctant is the last adieu,
Sweet boy, we whisper round thy bier!
Now swift as morning beams shall fade
Thy memory, as thou ne'er hadst been;
The smile that round thy features play'd
Forgotten, ere thy grave be green.
Thy memory, as thou ne'er hadst been;
The smile that round thy features play'd
Forgotten, ere thy grave be green.
Thy mother wondering at the space,
So vacant now, where thou shouldst be,
In fancy views thy smiling face;
'Tis all that now remains of thee.
So vacant now, where thou shouldst be,
In fancy views thy smiling face;
'Tis all that now remains of thee.
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