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Sonnets by the Rev. Charles Strong | ||
XLII.
As One, who in the battle's hot career
Sees a loved comrade fall, yet onward goes
Urged by the rapid war, and whelming foes,
And, scarcely sighing, o'er him drops no tear;
Sees a loved comrade fall, yet onward goes
Urged by the rapid war, and whelming foes,
And, scarcely sighing, o'er him drops no tear;
Thus I, when Death a brother struck, was near,
Yet in such dread array came on fresh woes,
That desperate borne to meet th' impending blows,
Scarce a wild look I cast on one so dear.
Yet in such dread array came on fresh woes,
That desperate borne to meet th' impending blows,
Scarce a wild look I cast on one so dear.
Now hath misfortune spent her angry store,
And slow-recovering from the stunning shock
At length the prostrate senses wake once more;
And slow-recovering from the stunning shock
At length the prostrate senses wake once more;
Feeling returns, with deep remembrance sore
Of treasure lost, upon the lonely rock
I sit, and shipwrecked hopes and life deplore.
Of treasure lost, upon the lonely rock
I sit, and shipwrecked hopes and life deplore.
January, 1826.
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