STRANGER, these dear remains contain'd a mind As infants guileless, and as angels kind. Ripening for Heav'n, by pains and sufferings tried, To pain superior, and unknown to pride. Calm and serene beneath affliction's rod, Because she gave her willing heart to God! Because she trusted in her Saviour's pow'r, Hence firm and fearless in the dying hour! No venal muse this faithful picture draws, Blest saint! desert like yours extorts applause. Oh! let a weeping friend discharge his due, His debt to worth, to excellence, and you! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 22 by OMAR KHAYYAM LITTLE GOLDENHAIR by F. BURGE SMITH A SONNET. PLATONIC LOVE by PHILIP AYRES FIRST VOYAGE OF COLUMBUS by JOANNA BAILLIE WITH ETERNITY STANDING BY by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT BOCCACCIO by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN |