English poem

On Miss Jerningham. January 1773

Ah, venerate this hallow'd ground, And mark the infant-virtues round! See Innocence, celestial fair, With Childhood, Heav'n's peculiar care: See Beauty opening into bloom, Bending o'er this youthful tomb: Behold Affection that endears, And Wit beyond an infant's years, And Constancy (mid mortal pain, Still, still refusing to complain) By Sorrow led, a choral band, Fix'd on this sacred spot they stand! And as they view this marble stone, Their little Mistress they bemoan.

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ON THE DEATH of TWO FAVOURITE BIRDS
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