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PG-P.765.029
25 Jul 1765:23 (1909)
. . . [This is a portion of an elegy which is 91 lines long,
including title and author.]
ELEGY SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF DR. EDWARD YOUNG.
"What can preserve my life? or what destroy?
"An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave,
"Legions of angels can't confine me there."
In sorrowing verse to mourn the pious dead,
And weave a chaplet for the poet's head,
To plaintive numbers tune the voice of woe,
and bid the tear of social pity flow,
The pensive muse, these sylvan glooms among,
Would sympathizing wake th' elegiac song.
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