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truth came borne with bier and pall, I felt it, when I sorrow'd most, 'Tis better to have loved and lost, Than never to have loved at all

O true in word, and tried in deed, Demanding, so to bring relief To this which is our common grief, What kind of life is that I lead;

And whether trust in things above, Be dimm'd of sorrow, or sustain'd; And whether love for him have drain'd My capabilities of love;

Your words have virtue such as draws A faithful answer from the breast, Thro' light reproaches, half exprest, And loyal unto kindly laws.