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Being now removing, since thy tender age
Threatned to make the grave its second stage
If thence conveigh'd by us whose fondest love
Could to thy wants but fruitless pity prove
T' inlarge thy commons, though increase our fears
To those indulgent rurals, who for tears
Had springs of milk to feed thee, thou remain'st
An infant tenant, for thy own name 'gainst
What since thou hast bin known by, which when we
Contracted had to the stenographie,
Some gold, the last of all our wealth we leave
To make their burthen light, which they receive
With thankfull joy, amaz'd to see those bright
Angels display their strange unwonted light
In poverties cold region, where they had
Been pin'd for want, if not by labor clad.
Threatned to make the grave its second stage
If thence conveigh'd by us whose fondest love
Could to thy wants but fruitless pity prove
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To those indulgent rurals, who for tears
Had springs of milk to feed thee, thou remain'st
An infant tenant, for thy own name 'gainst
What since thou hast bin known by, which when we
Contracted had to the stenographie,
Some gold, the last of all our wealth we leave
To make their burthen light, which they receive
With thankfull joy, amaz'd to see those bright
Angels display their strange unwonted light
In poverties cold region, where they had
Been pin'd for want, if not by labor clad.
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