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NYGWPB.762.120
26 Aug 1762:42 (1025)
An Elegy sacred to the memory of Josiah Martin, Esq; jun.
who died in the island of Antiqua, the----day of June,
MDCCLXII. Philadelphia, August 16th, 1762.
'Twas evening mild---the Sun's refulgent ray
No longer flamed from the western sky;
The stars contended with the fading day,
And creeping twilight boded darkness high.
. . . [4 lines]
In the deep gloom the sudden sound I hear
Of dulcet prelude from the warbling lyre,
The voice of woe stole plaintive on the ear,
And thus accorded to the trembling wire.----
. . . [46 more lines,signed] F.H.
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