English poem
Epigram on the False Report of Mrs. H—y's Death
by Anonymous
On wings of winds his journey Rumor sped, Proclaiming wide illustrious H—y dead: Suspended tears stood big in every eye, Till Truth's fair aspect chas'd the recent lye: Slow mov'd the tears to sorrow's sad employ, But gush'd a torrent in the cause of joy.
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