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ON THE DEATH OF A YOUNG LADY,
WHO, ON BEING SUDDENLY TOLD THAT HER LOVER WAS MARRIED TO ANOTHER, SURVIVED THE SHOCK ONLY A FEW DAYS.
We mourn but for the dead
As gone a little while before,
To a brighter region fled,
On a fair and happy shore
Safely moored, their dangers o'er,
From sin and woe redeemed and blest,
And entered into heavenly rest.
As gone a little while before,
To a brighter region fled,
On a fair and happy shore
Safely moored, their dangers o'er,
From sin and woe redeemed and blest,
And entered into heavenly rest.
But mourn we thus for those
Whom death will not restore?
Who, though on them no grave may close,
Whom death will not restore?
Who, though on them no grave may close,
