Extempore: Upon the Death of a Most Amiable Young Lady
Upon the Death of a most amiable young Lady, al B RISTOL Hot -W ELL .
Oh! thou fell Tyrant, who's destructive Sway,
And lawless Rule, all Mortals must obey;
'Twere Pity, on my Life, so sweet a Fair,
To Parent, Sisters, and Acquaintance dear:
Possess'd of Charms might fire a Hermit's Soul,
Calm Rage itself, the frantic Mind controul;
Duteous in Conduct, and with mental Grace
Enrich'd, as nobly as with Heav'nly Face;
That such a Fair, in Life's sweet blooming Flow'r,
Shou'd fall a Victim to thy ruthless Pow'r,
Who but must grieve? — must share a Parent's Moan?
And feel her Pangs, as if they were our own?
Oh! thou fell Tyrant, who's destructive Sway,
And lawless Rule, all Mortals must obey;
'Twere Pity, on my Life, so sweet a Fair,
To Parent, Sisters, and Acquaintance dear:
Possess'd of Charms might fire a Hermit's Soul,
Calm Rage itself, the frantic Mind controul;
Duteous in Conduct, and with mental Grace
Enrich'd, as nobly as with Heav'nly Face;
That such a Fair, in Life's sweet blooming Flow'r,
Shou'd fall a Victim to thy ruthless Pow'r,
Who but must grieve? — must share a Parent's Moan?
And feel her Pangs, as if they were our own?
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