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For well the golden lyre his fingers strung ; To him the Muse her richest treasures
gave ; But Death , regardless of the strains he sung , Frowned on the bard , and
snatched him to the grave . Where now that glowing mind , those raptured lays ...
For well the golden lyre his fingers strung ; To him the Muse her richest treasures
gave ; But Death , regardless of the strains he sung , Frowned on the bard , and
snatched him to the grave . Where now that glowing mind , those raptured lays ...
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2 MY BROTHER'S GRAVE . John Moultrie , Esq . then aged 15 . Beneath the
chancel's hallow'd stone , Expos'd to ev'ry rustic tread , To few , save rustic
mourners , known , My brother , is thy lowly bed . Few words upon the rough
stone graven ...
2 MY BROTHER'S GRAVE . John Moultrie , Esq . then aged 15 . Beneath the
chancel's hallow'd stone , Expos'd to ev'ry rustic tread , To few , save rustic
mourners , known , My brother , is thy lowly bed . Few words upon the rough
stone graven ...
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... echoes on the walls , As slowly pacing thro ' the aisle He sweeps th ' unholy
dust away , , And cobwebs , which must not defile Those windows on a sabbath
day ; And passing thro ' the central nave , Treads lightly on my brother's grave .
... echoes on the walls , As slowly pacing thro ' the aisle He sweeps th ' unholy
dust away , , And cobwebs , which must not defile Those windows on a sabbath
day ; And passing thro ' the central nave , Treads lightly on my brother's grave .
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I have stretched My arm to save , Have won the yictory from the grave ; Have
shed a light o'er Death's dark gloom , Beaming from the broken tomb . Child of
weakness , dost thou fear Pain , or grief , or scornful jeer ? ? On Me , thy pattern ,
fix ...
I have stretched My arm to save , Have won the yictory from the grave ; Have
shed a light o'er Death's dark gloom , Beaming from the broken tomb . Child of
weakness , dost thou fear Pain , or grief , or scornful jeer ? ? On Me , thy pattern ,
fix ...
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When sports went round and all were gay , On neighbour Dobson's wedding -
day , Death called aside the jocund groom With him into another room ; And
looking grave-- You must , ” says he , “ Quit your sweet bride , and come with me !
When sports went round and all were gay , On neighbour Dobson's wedding -
day , Death called aside the jocund groom With him into another room ; And
looking grave-- You must , ” says he , “ Quit your sweet bride , and come with me !
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| Title | Poems Divine and Moral |
| Author | John Bowdler |
| Compiled by | John Bowdler |
| Publisher | C. & J. Rivington, 1823 |
| Original from | University of California Irvine |
| Digitized | 5 Jan 2017 |
| Length | 254 pages |
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