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CONSOLATIONS OF UNIVERSAL RESTORATION . Serene was the ev ' ning , low murmurM the breeze That odorous swept through the beautiful sky , And whispering soft mid * the shadowing trees . It wafted affliction ' s disconsolate sigh , ' Twas a matron , that stretchM ' neath a cypress ' s shade , Gave vent to the moanings of darksome despair , The moon faintly beaming her figure display d , And tresses all white that hung careless in air . The tear scarcely gleam'd on her sdrrow-worn cheek ,
Nor eas'd the distress of a mother undone ; With sighs of affection half-smother d and weak , She mourn'd o ' er the grave of a profligate son . Her age ' s last comfort , her soul ' s dearer part , Once genius and virtue seem'd starnp'd on his form . But the rose that had twin'd ' round her rapturous heart ; Was nipp'd by the tempest and crush'd by the storm *
Vice struck the fair blossoms that open ' d to view , And passion ' s rude blast snatch'd the fragrant perfume , E ' er penitent tears could his bosom bedew , The heart just relenting was chill'd by the tomb . The-parent ' s weak heart-strings grew cold with despair , She scarce rais'd her eyes to her father inheav ' n , But clos'd them too quickly—no comfort was there—No cherub appear e d who might whisper—" -Forgiv ' nJ "
And now on the knoss of his evergreen bed , She clasps the cold dust , still bolov'd * in her arms , Scarce dares she to raise her disconsolate head , For mercy divine seems despoil'd of her charms And must he to . vice be for ever a slave Who lately with artless simplicity smil'd ? Will light never dawn on the desolate grave ? And is Heav ' n's best image for ever defil'd ? No ; beams of felicity burst thro' the gloom , And fall on her feeble and tear-streaming eyes ,
They gil 4 with a rainbow of glory the tomb , And point to the mansions of j ' oy in trie skie . s , Stniles cover her face , and the low bending grove Rejoices in gales of diviner perfume , For Zephyr soft breathing of mercy arid love , Opes the roses that blow on the verge of the tomb .
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Poetry . 333
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), May 2, 1812, page 333, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct1748/page/53/
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