Citation - Boston Post Boy: 1773.02.08

BPB.773.009
8 Feb 1773:33 (807)
ON THE DEATH OF A YOUNG LADY.
'Tis done! and the glad soul has wing'd her flight
From grief and gloom, to happiness and light;
Polly no more shall pain or sickness know,
For gentle death has clos'd the scene of woe;
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And what was once with softest musick hung,
Depriv'd of motion, lies a lifeless tongue.
. . . [12 more lines] [signed] A.B.