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TO MR. AND MRS. FONBLANQUE; ON THE DEATH OF ONE OF THEIR CHILDREN.
From Death's sharp pang, which Stoics ill can bear,Yet by your Suckling borne—'tis yours to spare
Resign'd the tender Suff'rer,—who was giv'n
To smile on Earth, then seek its native Heav'n!
There, near its God—the spotless Infant's place—
Haply the Guardian Angel of your race,
It sits enthron'd, with Cherubims sublime:
Superior o'er the powers of Death and Time!
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