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[If on this unadorned memorial-stone]

If on this unadorned memorial-stone
But half her goodness who from us is flown
Could be with truth and vivid force expressed—
Since truth were here the brightest praise and best,
'Twould make thee, pious stranger, fondly grieve
O'er such bless'd Virtues doomed this Earth to leave—
And yet 't would gladden thee to think how high
These must promote her in yon glorious sky.