Moral Pieces, in Prose and Verse/Request

by Lydia Sigourney

REQUEST.

OH, may my future hours be given
To peace—to wisdom, and to heaven,
My hopes disdain a mortal birth,

My joys ascend above the earth,
My steps retrace the path they trod,
My heart be fix'd alone on God.

So, when the scenes of time shall fade,
And life's frail lamp be dark with shade,
A seraph's voice shall sooth my breast,
And lead me where the weary rest.

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