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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=455900" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Verses Wrote on Her Death-Bed at Bath, to Her Husband in London</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou, who dost all my worldly thoughts employ,<br>Thou pleasing source of all my earthly joy: <br>Thou tend'rest husband, and thou best of friends, <br>To thee this first, this last adieu I send. <br>At length the conqu'ror death asserts his right, <br>And will for ever veil me from thy sight. <br>He wooes me to him with a chearful grace; <br>And not one terror clouds his meagre face. <br>He promises a lasting rest from pain; <br>And shews that all life's fleeting joys are vain. <br>Th' eternal scenes of heav'n he sets in view, <br>And tells me that no other joys are true. <br>But love, fond love, would yet resist his pow'r; <br>Would fain awhile defer the parting hour: <br>He brings thy mourning image to my eyes, <br>And would obstruct my journey to the skies. <br>But say, thou dearest, thou unwearied friend; <br>Say, should'st thou grieve to see my sorrows end? <br>Thou know'st a painful pilgrimage I've past ; <br>And should'st thou grieve that rest is come at last? <br>Rather rejoice to see me shake off life, <br>And die as I have liv'd, thy faithful wife.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mary+Monck">Mary Monck</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=455900" data-title="Verses Wrote on Her Death-Bed at Bath, to Her Husband in London de Mary Monck" data-description="Thou, who dost all my worldly thoughts employ, Thou pleasing source of all my earthly joy: Thou tend'rest husband, and thou best of friends, To thee this first, this last adieu I send. At length the conqu'ror death asserts his right, And will ..."></div> </div> </div>
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