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Rh I felt to loosen, and the soul set free Launch'd itself forth, ev'n into endless space, Leaving behind it ages. — Couldst thou see What is this wretched life, compared its trace With that immensity, most surely, friend, In thine eyes would remain congeal'd those tears, Which now profuse thou shedd'st, and thou wouldst bend Down on the earth thy gaze, where soon appears, Thyself must see, the end of all our toil; The rest that she enjoys beyond the sky, For whom thou weep'st, whilst o'er this care-worn soil Dragging life's heavy burden, as do I. Yet till 't is granted thee to meet again Thy lost adored, the moments consecrate Of absence to her memory that remain: Thy heart let her remembrance animate; Let thy lips ever her dear name repeat: Nor how forget that clear ingenuous mind, That heavenly beauty, generous soul, to meet So rare! the world admired such gifts combined. But now I see thee to the dusky grove Of cypress and rose-bay trees take thy way; On thy right hand a crown is hanging, wove Of mournful everlastings; nor astray