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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=478662" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To The Honourable T. H. Esq; On the Death Of His Daughter</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WHILE deep you mourn beneath the cypress-shade<br>The hand of Death, and your dear daughter<br> laid<br>In dust, whose absence gives your tears to flow,<br>And racks your bosom with incessant woe,<br>Let Recollection take a tender part,<br>Assuage the raging tortures of your heart,<br>Still the wild tempest of tumultuous grief,<br>And pour the heav'nly nectar of relief:<br>Suspend the sigh, dear Sir, and check the groan,<br>Divinely bright your daughter's Virtues shone:<br>How free from scornful pride her gentle mind,<br>Which ne'er its aid to indigence declin'd!<br>Expanding free, it sought the means to prove<br>Unfailing charity, unbounded love!<br> She unreluctant flies to see no more<br>Her dear-lov'd parents on earth's dusky shore:<br>Impatient heav'n's resplendent goal to gain,<br>She with swift progress cuts the azure plain,<br>Where grief subsides, where changes are no more,<br>And life's tumultuous billows cease to roar;<br>She leaves her earthly mansion for the skies,<br>Where new creations feast her wond'ring eyes.<br> To heav'n's high mandate cheerfully resign'd<br>She mounts, and leaves the rolling globe behind;<br>She, who late wish'd that Leonard might return,<br>Has ceas'd to languish, and forgot to mourn;<br>To the same high empyreal mansions come,<br>She joins her spouse, and smiles upon the tomb:<br>And thus I hear her from the realms above:<br>"Lo! this the kingdom of celestial love!<br>"Could ye, fond parents, see our present bliss,<br>"How soon would you each sigh, each fear dismiss?<br>"Amidst unutter'd pleasures whilst I play<br>"In the fair sunshine of celestial day,<br>"As far as grief affects an happy soul<br>"So far doth grief my better mind controul,<br>"To see on earth my aged parents mourn,<br>"And secret wish for T-----! to return:<br>"Let brighter scenes your ev'ning-hours employ:<br>"Converse with heav'n, and taste the promis'd joy"</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> <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=478662" data-title="To The Honourable T. H. Esq; On the Death Of His Daughter de Phillis Wheatley" data-description="WHILE deep you mourn beneath the cypress-shade The hand of Death, and your dear daughter laid In dust, whose absence gives your tears to flow, And racks your bosom with incessant woe, Let Recollection take a tender part, Assuage the raging tortur..."></div> </div> </div>
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