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Sonnets by the Rev. Charles Strong | ||
XXXVI.
TO THE MEMORY OF
SUSAN, VISCOUNTESS EBRINGTON.
Death! thou hast laid a matchless victim low,
And overwhelmed, by such untimely doom,
The lordly hall and Peasant's bower in gloom,
So many hearts are pierced by this one blow!
And overwhelmed, by such untimely doom,
The lordly hall and Peasant's bower in gloom,
So many hearts are pierced by this one blow!
Yet, blessed truth! though vanish'd from below,
Her beauty lives, her gentle virtues bloom
Imperishably fair beyond the tomb,
Where the pure streams of life for ever flow.
Her beauty lives, her gentle virtues bloom
Imperishably fair beyond the tomb,
Where the pure streams of life for ever flow.
Adorned with every grace of form and mind,
She perfected what nature fondly plann'd,
And grew to be the model of her kind.
She perfected what nature fondly plann'd,
And grew to be the model of her kind.
When worth, like hers, retires at Heaven's command,
To friend, or parent, grief is not confined,—
We mourn for dead a Daughter of the Land.
To friend, or parent, grief is not confined,—
We mourn for dead a Daughter of the Land.
Sonnets by the Rev. Charles Strong | ||