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Poems and Plays

by Mr. Jerningham. In Four Volumes ... The Ninth Edition

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Sometimes a dream anticipates the date,
Comes as a prophet to reveal our fate:
And thus, ere Yorick sunk into the tomb,
The Priest of sentiment foresaw his doom:
'Twas night—his solitary couch he press'd,
Till sorrow-worn he wearied into rest;
Eliza then soft gliding on his view,
Thus o'er his slumber breath'd her sad adieu:
‘Oh thou, my guardian, confident, and friend,
‘To what thy handmaid now reveals attend:
‘No longer now the gift of Health implore,
‘The curtain drops, and thy short scene is o'er;
‘Yet ere thy feeling spirit takes its flight
‘To yonder regions of celestial light,

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‘Some fond endearment to Eliza shew,
‘And thy last blessing on thy Child bestow.’
The Vision ceas'd—yet then the shaul she spread ,
To raise compassionate his drooping head,
And (from her eyes as beads of sorrow fell)
Low on her knees receiv'd his last farewell.
 

See the Letters to Eliza.