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PGCJ.769.007
18 Mar 1769:32 (271)
. . . the following poem on the funeral of the late pious
and worthy Mrs. Margaret Merrett . . .
Her soul has bid adieu! Life's scene is o'er!
But hark! what raptures on the happy shore!
Where kindred souls, in throngs unnumber'd, meet,
To sing her welcome to the heav'nly seat..
Forgive the muse, if in this solemn grief
She weeps a tear, for tears are some relief;
. . . [4 lines]
The smiles of nature flee the wasted plain,
The voice of music from the jolly swain;
. . . [36 more lines]
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