On the Death of a Young Man

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Title

On the Death of a Young Man

Description

Alas! the blooming youth is gone!

How swift his days have flown;

He's left his recent bride forlorn,

In bitterness to moan.


The nuptial harp just gayly tun'd,

Is soon to sorrow given;

Alas! his sweetest pleasure's ruin'd!

The golden band is riven.


His flow'ry prospects quickly flee,

His fairest hopes decay;

He bends to nature's stern decree,

Tho' promising and gay.


On yonder frigid couch he sleeps,

From earthly sorrows free;

Oh! youth, approach, and inly weep,

Thine image here to see.


Ah! what is youth or beauty here,

Tho' blooming as a flower!

Ah! what is love or friendship dear,

When withered in an hour!

Creator

A.

Source

2:32, p. 255

Date

1828.10.31

Collection

Citation

A., “On the Death of a Young Man,” Periodical Poets, accessed April 14, 2024, https://periodicalpoets.com/items/show/180.

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