THE FEAR OF DEATH.
.0 Man ! canst thou deplore Thai soon thy cares mid sorrows will be o'er? Come, lay thy weary head . Beneath this grassy bed, • And a 11 away, poor Sim!, to imd a calmer shore ! O, why shouldst thou fear deith? •lis but the sighing of one painful breath, And t>od thy tears will dry, And lift thee up on hum, ~.-;,. To crown thy radiant brow with Joys immortal wreath! Here tears are dl thy lot, And savage wind- deflower thy fairest spot, But there thou Shalt have rest, Of all heaven's joys the best, Till latrp'd in sweet content thy woes will be forgot. Look thither, trembling Mini, Ami this dill world no more thine eyes shall blind, 'Mien lay thy weary head Beneath this grassy bed, - ' , And fly away, blest Soul, thi peace of God to rind .
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New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXI, Issue 9497, 28 April 1894, Page 1 (Supplement)
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