Another (Bleecker)
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| ←A complaint | Another by from The Posthumous Works of Ann Eliza Bleecker |
A prospect of death→ |
Still apprehending death and pain,
To whom great God shall I complain?
- To whom pour out my tears
But to the pow'r that gave me breath,
The arbiter of life and death,
- The ruler of the spheres?
Soon to the grave's Cimmerian shade
I must descend without thine aid,
- To stop my spirit's flight;
Leave my dear partner here behind,
And blooming babe, whose op'ning mind
- Just lets in Reason's light.
When she, solicitous to know
Why I indulge my silent woe,
- Clings fondly round my neck,
My passions then know no commands,
My heart with swelling grief expands,
- Its tender fibres break.
Father of the creation wide,
Why hast thou not to man deny'd
- The silken tye of love?
Why food celestial let him taste,
Then tear him from the rich repast,
- Real miseries to prove?
| This work published before January 1, 1923 is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago. |