Death & Dying
An Elegy on His Death
From Poems, Chiefly Pastoral (1766)
Death & Dying
That Fate would not grant a reprieve,
'Tis true, we have cause to lament;
Yet faith 'tis a folly to grieve,
So e'en let us all be content.
On the stone that was plac'd o'er his head,
(When he mingled with shadows so grim)
These words may be ev'ry day read,
"Here lies the late Alderman WHIM."
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Text from the Eighteenth Century Collections Online / ECCO-TCP transcription (TCP K093533), Poems, Chiefly Pastoral (1766).
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