Tell me, chaste spirit! in yon orb of light,
Which seems to wearied souls an ark of rest,
So calm, so peaceful, so divinely bright-
Solace of broken hearts, the mansion of the bless'd!
Tell me, oh! tell me-shall I meet again
The long lost object of my only love!
-This hope but mine, death were release from pain;
Angel of mercy! haste, and waft my soul above!
Widowed Love
Thomas Gent
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