<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538612" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On The Death Of Rev. William Benwell, M.A.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou camest with kind looks, when on the brink<br>Almost of death I strove, and with mild voice<br>Didst soothe me, bidding my poor heart rejoice,<br>Though smitten sore: Oh, I did little think<br>That thou, my friend, wouldst the first victim fall<br>To the stern King of Terrors! Thou didst fly,<br>By pity prompted, at the poor man's cry;<br>And soon thyself were stretched beneath the pall,<br>Livid infection's prey. The deep distress<br>Of her, who best thy inmost bosom knew,<br>To whom thy faith was vowed; thy soul was true,<br>What powers of faltering language shall express?<br>As friendship bids, I feebly breathe my own,<br>And sorrowing say, Pure spirit, thou art gone!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Lisle+Bowles">William Lisle Bowles</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=538612" data-title="On The Death Of Rev. William Benwell, M.A. de William Lisle Bowles" data-description="Thou camest with kind looks, when on the brink Almost of death I strove, and with mild voice Didst soothe me, bidding my poor heart rejoice, Though smitten sore: Oh, I did little think That thou, my friend, wouldst the first victim fall To the ste..."></div> </div> </div>

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