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His to conduct to the immortal plains,
Where heav'n's Supreme in bliss and glory reigns.

There sits, illustrious Sir, thy beauteous spouse;

A gem-blaz'd circle beaming on her brows.

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Hail'd with acclaim among the heav'nly choirs,
Her soul new-kindling with seraphic fires,
To notes divine she tunes the vocal firings,
While heav'n's high concave with the music rings.

Virtue's rewards can mortal pencil paint?

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No—all descriptive arts, and eloquence are faint;
Nor canst thou, Oliver, assent refuse
To heav'nly tidings from the Afric muse.

As soon may change thy laws, eternal fate,

As the saint miss the glories I relate;

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Or her Benevolence forgotten lie,
Which wip'd the trick'iing tear from Mis'ry's eye.
Whene'er the adverse winds were known to blow,
When loss to loss^[1] ensu'd, and woe to woe,

1. Three amiable Daughters who died when just arrived to Womens Estate.

Calm