English poem
SONG. To the Memory of Mr. JAMES BREMNER, late Musician and Companion to Governor PENN
by Anonymous
From Scotia's land he came, And brought the pleasing art, To raise the sacred flame That warms a feeling heart: The magic power of sounds, Obey'd at his command, And spread sweet influence round, Wrought by his skilful hand.
Oh sanctify the ground, The ground where he is laid! Plant roses all around, Nor let those roses fade, Let none his tomb pass by Without a gen'rous tear, Oh sigh! and let that sigh Be like himself sincere.
Sing to his shade a solemn strain, Let music's sweetest notes complain! Let echo tell from shore to shore, The swan of Schuylkill is no more.