On Sarah Stonhouse, Second Wife Of The Rev. Sir James Stonhouse, Bart. - Poem by Hannah More
Come, Resignation! wipe the human tear,
Domestic anguish drops o'er Virtue's bier;
Bid selfish sorrow hush the fond complaint,
Nor, from the God she lov'd, detain the saint.
Truth, meekness, patience, honour'd shade! were thine;
And holy hope, and charity divine:
Tho' these thy forfeit being could not save
Thy faith subdued the terrors of the grave.
Oh! if thy
excellence could teach,
has a loftier emphasis of speech:
Let death thy strongest lesson then impart,
prepare to die
on every heart.
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