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humble bed

where lies

this frail

sister of

mortality;and

will she,

in the

unbounded

gaiety of

her heart,

exult in

her own

unblemished

fame, and

triumph

over the

silent

ashes of

the dead?

Oh no! has

she a

heart of

sensibility,

she will

stop, and

thus

address

the

unhappy

victim of

folly--"Thou

had'st thy

faults,

but sure

thy

sufferings

have

expiated

them: thy

errors

brought

thee to an

early

grave; but

thou wert

a

fellow-creature--thou

hast been

unhappy--then

be those