Lines on a Deceased Friend

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Title

Lines on a Deceased Friend

Description

How solemn was the closing scene,

When she yielded her last breath;

How sweetly beamed the smile serene

Upon the cheek of death.


Her lovely hope no fears could blight,

No pain her peace destroy,

She viewed above, the beams of light,

A pure and lasting joy.


Her body is numbered with the dead.

Her soul has taken its flight,

Far from this sinful world has fled

For ever from our sight.

Creator

F.

Source

1:38, p. 152

Date

1827.11.30

Collection

Citation

F., “Lines on a Deceased Friend,” Periodical Poets, accessed April 14, 2024, https://periodicalpoets.com/items/show/92.

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