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On the Death of Mrs. M. H.
By the same.
A lovely Form, so permanently Fair,
That Time and Sickness join'd cou'd scarce impair:
O'er the pale Landskip setting Beauty shone,
And Patience smooth'd the Wrinkles Age brought on.
Within that Form a still more beauteous Mind,
(Like some fair Picture in clear Crystal shrin'd)
Born ev'ry social Blessing to dispense,
Kind with Distinction, wise with Innocence:
The Faulty to reprove, the Good to chear,
Sensibly soft, and tenderly severe.
A pleasing Sanctity! tho' serious, gay;—
Her Life look'd like a well-kept Holiday.
That Time and Sickness join'd cou'd scarce impair:
O'er the pale Landskip setting Beauty shone,
And Patience smooth'd the Wrinkles Age brought on.
Within that Form a still more beauteous Mind,
(Like some fair Picture in clear Crystal shrin'd)
Born ev'ry social Blessing to dispense,
Kind with Distinction, wise with Innocence:
The Faulty to reprove, the Good to chear,
Sensibly soft, and tenderly severe.
A pleasing Sanctity! tho' serious, gay;—
Her Life look'd like a well-kept Holiday.
Stoics might wonder at her Christian Mind,
Serene in Anguish, steadily resign'd:
Of God's Correction she wou'd not complain,
But smiling wearied out her Length of Pain;
And, her Soul wing'd, as Nature's Pow'rs grew faint,
By soft Degrees decay'd into a Saint.
Serene in Anguish, steadily resign'd:
Of God's Correction she wou'd not complain,
But smiling wearied out her Length of Pain;
And, her Soul wing'd, as Nature's Pow'rs grew faint,
By soft Degrees decay'd into a Saint.
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