. A selection of posthumous poems. jfcjiuAejhaAgAaAcAAAsl •i i ; AN EPICEDIUM. Here lisping innocence is hushed to sleep,Here cradled childhood rests its weary head, Here suffering agony has ceased to wee),—Mortal ! tread lightly oer the solemn dead 1 Here suffocating asthma lies at rest,And wasting atrophy, and fell disease; And honest industry, no more distrestBy hopeless penury, here sleeps in peace. The blooming child, nipt like a tender flowr By chilling winds, or an untimely frost,Has sunk to slumber at an early hour,No longer on lifes stormy ocean tossed. The blushing damsel and the cou
. A selection of posthumous poems. jfcjiuAejhaAgAaAcAAAsl •i i ; AN EPICEDIUM. Here lisping innocence is hushed to sleep,Here cradled childhood rests its weary head, Here suffering agony has ceased to wee),—Mortal ! tread lightly oer the solemn dead 1 Here suffocating asthma lies at rest,And wasting atrophy, and fell disease; And honest industry, no more distrestBy hopeless penury, here sleeps in peace. The blooming child, nipt like a tender flowr By chilling winds, or an untimely frost,Has sunk to slumber at an early hour,No longer on lifes stormy ocean tossed. The blushing damsel and the country swain,See side by side, pillowd in lovely peace ; And silver-headed age, that strove in vainTo lengthen life, has here found kind release, And jolly youth, who at the early dawn Brushed off the pearly dew-drops from the flowrs, When in the wood, or on the grassy lawn,He heard the lark sing in the morning hours. 0 ? 7G /^^^Ow^^^A^-jfelA^V a-JLt aAjwjJLea. -M 5 AN EPICEDIUM. Here virgin innocence has sunk in death, Ere sh
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