379. On the Death of a Child

1 Life is a span, a fleeting hour;
How soon the vapour flies!
Man is a tender transient, flow'r,
That e'en in blooming dies.

2 The once-lov'd form, now cold and dead,
Each mournful thought employs;
And nature weeps her comforts fled,
And wither'd all her joys.

3 But wait the interposing gloom,
And lo! stern winter flies;
And, dress'd in beauty's fairest bloom,
The flow'ry tribes arise.

4 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time,
When what we now deplore
Shall rise in full immortal prime
And bloom to fade no more.

5 Then cease, fond nature! cease thy tears;
Religion points on high:
There everlasting spring appears,
And joys that cannot die.

Text Information
First Line: Life is a span, a fleeting hour
Title: On the Death of a Child
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1845
Topic: Consummation of Things: Death
Notes: Now Public Domain.
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