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EPITAPH ON MRS. M. HIGGINS, OF WESTON by WILLIAM COWPER

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First Line: LAURELS MAY FLOURISH ROUND THE CONQUEROR'S TOMB
Last Line: AND ALL THOSE TRIUMPHS, MARY, NOW ARE THINE.
LAURELS may flourish round the conqueror's tomb,
But happiest they who win the world to come:
Believers have a silent field to fight,
And their exploits are veiled from human sight.
They in some nook, where little known they dwell,
Kneel, pray in faith, and rout the hosts of hell;
Eternal triumphs crown their toils divine,
And all those triumphs, Mary, now are thine.



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