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AWM.728.002
26 Dec 1727-2 Jan 1728:22 (418)
New York, December 18.
AN ELEGY UPON MRS. BURNETT.
Rise heavenly muse, but rise with heavy wings,
Leave jovial theams, to sing of sader things.
Let louring clouds obscure the glaring light,
Nor let the moon her influence shed by night.
Let winter frost the blooming year o'er-spread,
Fade every flower, and every green be dead.
[Refrain]
For Burnett. Ah! the pious Burnett's gone,
And left us here, her heavy loss to moan.
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She is gone indeed and for'd to endless day,
So sets the sun in shades, to rise more gay,
So court we fetters, to be made more free,
And fit in death, to rise again like Thee.
Oh! may we meet, to part no more e'er long,
Joyn in the consort, and assist thy song;
Nor weep for Burnett more, the good, the just,
Or mourn her relicks, moulding in the dust,
But change our note, and our subject rise,
And sing triumphant Burnett in the skies.
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