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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=478642" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On The Death Of A Young Lady Of Five Years Of Age</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">FROM dark abodes to fair etherial light<br>Th' enraptur'd innocent has wing'd her flight;<br>On the kind bosom of eternal love<br>She finds unknown beatitude above.<br>This known, ye parents, nor her loss deplore,<br>She feels the iron hand of pain no more;<br>The dispensations of unerring grace,<br>Should turn your sorrows into grateful praise;<br>Let then no tears for her henceforward flow,<br>No more distress'd in our dark vale below,<br> Her morning sun, which rose divinely bright,<br>Was quickly mantled with the gloom of night;<br>But hear in heav'n's blest bow'rs your Nancy fair,<br>And learn to imitate her language there.<br>&quot;Thou, Lord, whom I behold with glory crown'd,<br>&quot;By what sweet name, and in what tuneful sound<br>&quot;Wilt thou be prais'd? Seraphic pow'rs are faint<br>&quot;Infinite love and majesty to paint.<br>&quot;To thee let all their graceful voices raise,<br>&quot;And saints and angels join their songs of praise.&quot;<br> Perfect in bliss she from her heav'nly home<br>Looks down, and smiling beckons you to come;<br>Why then, fond parents, why these fruitless groans?<br>Restrain your tears, and cease your plaintive moans.<br>Freed from a world of sin, and snares, and pain,<br>Why would you wish your daughter back again?<br>No--bow resign'd. Let hope your grief control,<br>And check the rising tumult of the soul.<br>Calm in the prosperous, and adverse day,<br>Adore the God who gives and takes away;<br>Eye him in all, his holy name revere,<br>Upright your actions, and your hearts sincere,<br>Till having sail'd through life's tempestuous sea,<br>And from its rocks, and boist'rous billows free,<br>Yourselves, safe landed on the blissful shore,<br>Shall join your happy babe to part no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Phillis+Wheatley">Phillis Wheatley</a><div class=q>
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Th' enraptur'd innocent has wing'd her flight;
On the kind bosom of eternal love
She finds unknown beatitude above.
This known, ye parents, nor her loss deplore,
She feels the iron hand of pain no more;
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