Epitaph On A Friend Poem by Robert Anderson
Epitaph On A Friend
A husband, parent fond, a friend sincere,
To Vice a foe, to Virtue ever dear;
One who well knew the world, and lov'd mankind,
Who liv'd in peace, belov'd, and died resign'd:
In wisdom old, ere he had reach'd his prime,
Death clos'd a life scarce sullied by a crime.
Such was the son of Worth who here doth lie--
Reader, like him, prepare in time to die.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
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