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in memoriam.
"Dead—dead!" is uttered, to the tomb they bear him
Mysterious heaven! why are we thus bereft?
Ill can the rich, the poor, the country spare him—
Why was he taken and the worthless left?
Mysterious heaven! why are we thus bereft?
Ill can the rich, the poor, the country spare him—
Why was he taken and the worthless left?
He whose great heart was filled to overflowing
With every gen'rous and ennobling grace;
Whose worth, a glory on high rank bestowing,
Has left a memory time can ne'er efface.
As fellow-beings looked he on all classes,
By ties connected rank could not divide;
And to upraise, improve, and bless the masses,
Was Eglinton's aristocratic pride.
With every gen'rous and ennobling grace;
Whose worth, a glory on high rank bestowing,
Has left a memory time can ne'er efface.
As fellow-beings looked he on all classes,
By ties connected rank could not divide;
And to upraise, improve, and bless the masses,
Was Eglinton's aristocratic pride.
To him, the great and good, 'twas no descending
To join the people in their healthful sports;
His affability, so rare, but tending
To add to dignity, which shone in courts.
Tears such as ne'er weep titled ones are falling,
"Lord Eglinton!" is breathed in solemn woe;
"Many thy virtues—sudden came death's calling—
Yet few such life-spent usefulness could show."
To join the people in their healthful sports;
His affability, so rare, but tending
To add to dignity, which shone in courts.
Tears such as ne'er weep titled ones are falling,
"Lord Eglinton!" is breathed in solemn woe;
"Many thy virtues—sudden came death's calling—
Yet few such life-spent usefulness could show."
Long shall thy death, by lip of song recorded,
Be borne in sorrow Time's swift stream along;
But never can thy genuine worth be worded,
Or grief so universal told in song.
Peace to thy ashes! May thy pure life ended
To emulation stir those left behind.
Peace to thy dust! now to the vault attended;
Joy to thy spirit, to its loved ones joined!
Be borne in sorrow Time's swift stream along;
But never can thy genuine worth be worded,
Or grief so universal told in song.
Peace to thy ashes! May thy pure life ended
To emulation stir those left behind.
Peace to thy dust! now to the vault attended;
Joy to thy spirit, to its loved ones joined!
FINIS.
