Maria Frances Cecilia Cowper
Maria Frances Cecilia Cowper Poems
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Chicago Stock Exchange
The brawling voices babble as before
Though one is hushed : the noblest and the best
Is taken from our midst, and yet the rest
Still fight, and shout and wrangle on the floor.
But we shall never feel his presence more.
Nor hear his merry laugh and constant jest :
The Shades have welcomed an unwilling guest,
And darkness hides him on the farther shore.
Ah, cruel Death, why dost thou joy to show
Thy power by striking down the young and fair,
Letting the weak and old escape the blow ?
Restore thy victim we so ill can spare ! ...
Dependence On God
THOUGH hearts were cool and wills perverse,
And every channel dry;
Exhaustless flow those heavenly springs
Which all my wants supply.
An all-foreseeing God provides,
Where I no prospect find;
And, guided by his hand, I leave
Darkness and woe behind.