On the Death of a Young Friend

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Title

On the Death of a Young Friend

Description

The Angel of death was hovering near,
A voice had sent, thou couldst not hear,
To beckon the friend of my heart away,
To the regions of glory - of endless day.

He has gone in the morning of youthful pride,
Where the high and the humble must all abide;
Where the weary and troubled sink to rest,
To rise with the faithful, and dwell with the blest.

Tho' hastened away in the bloom of youth,
From his earliest visions of hope and truth;
Yet we will not weep, for we fully know,
That `twas mercy alone which dealt the blow.

We cannot forget him, in memory dear,
He lives in our breasts thou no longer here;
His worth will our bosoms warmly retain,
And there shall his image with life remain.

Creator

R.

Source

2:14, p. 111

Date

1828.06.27

Collection

Citation

R., “On the Death of a Young Friend,” Periodical Poets, accessed April 14, 2024, https://periodicalpoets.com/items/show/150.

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