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VGW(PA.739.065
21-28 Sep 1739:11 (165)
ON THE DEATH OF MISS M. THACKER.
. . . [7 lines in Latin from Horace]
Shall virtuous Molly unlamented die?
And none among the sacred order try
So fair a soul, translated hence, to mourn,
And with a friendly lay her hearse adorn
Commend her shining piety, and truth,
And Christian virtues, (rare in modern youth!)
Will none?----Tho'ev'ry other muse decline,
The too superior task, yet shall not mine.
Tho'no assisting aid the muses bring,
Her worth inspires, and I'll attempt to sing.
Forgive, fair shade, if I your merits wrong,
My intent is honest, tho' but low my song.
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