A complaint
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| ←Written in the retreat from Burgoyne | A complaint by from The Posthumous Works of Ann Eliza Bleecker |
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Tell me thou all pervading mind,
- When I this life forsake,
Must ev'ry tender tie unbind,
- Each sweet connection break?
How shall I leave thee, oh! my love,
- And blooming progeny?
If I without thee mount above,
- 'Twill be no heav'n to me.
Ah! when beneath the arching vault
- My lifeless form's remov'd,
Let not oblivion sink the thought,
- How much, how long I lov'd.
Come oft my grassy tomb to see,
- And drop thy sorrows there;
No balmy dews of heav'n shall be
- Refreshing as thy tear.
There give thy griefs full vent to flow
- O'er the unconscious dead,
With no spectator to thy woe
- But my attendant shade.
| This work published before January 1, 1923 is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago. |