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[Thou hast a fair domain]
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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[Thou hast a fair domain]

“Then whose shall those things be that thou hast provided?”Luke xi, 20.

Thou hast a fair domain,
Most proud and princely halls,
And richly thro' the crystal pane,
Thro' bowering branches fresh with rain,
The golden sunbeam falls,
Thick vine-leaves o'er thy grotto meet
In soft and fragrant gloom,
But who shall fill that favorite seat
When thou art in thy tomb?
The wealth of every age
Thou hast center'd here,
The ancient tome, the classic page,
The wit, the poet, and the sage,
All at thy nod appear,
But studious head and anxious breast
To palsied Death must yield;
Whose eye shall on those volumes rest
When thine in dust is seal'd?
Thou lov'st the burnish'd gold,
The silver from the mine,
The diamond glittering bright and cold,
And hoards, perchance, of gems untold,
Do in thy coffers shine;
But when affection's eye shall weep
Its few, brief tears for thee,
When thou in thy dark grave dost sleep
Whose shall these treasures be?

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Thy children's? Bid some few short years
Fulfill their hasting claims,
Where are they? Ask the mourner's tears,
A stranger in their place appears,
Forgotten are their names,
Their memory like the snow shall melt
From the green hillock's head,
And where they once in plenty dwelt,
Their offspring ask for bread.
But if thy love to God sincere
By love to Man be shown,
By pity's deed, contrition's tear,
Faith in a Saviour's merits dear,
Distrustful of thine own;
If thou hast in thy casket laid
Such treasures rich and free,
Beyond dread Death's oblivious shade,
Look! they shall go with thee.