Their virtue is the only friend
That never men deserts in death,
As flits away their vital breath
all other ties and friendships end.
Nor father mother wife nor son,
beside us then can longer stay
Nor Kinsfolk, Virtue is the one
compassion of our dark some ways.
Alone each creatures sees the light
Alone this world at length he leaves
Alone the recompense receives
of all his actions wrong or right.
His log like clod like body placed
within the sad funereal ground,
His kinsmen one by one turn around
forsake the spot and homeward haste
His virtue never quits his side
A faithful guardian comrade guide.
Be then a store of virtue gained
To help when comes our day of doom
we cross the dread and trackless gloom
by virtues friendly arms sustained.
That never men deserts in death,
As flits away their vital breath
all other ties and friendships end.
Nor father mother wife nor son,
beside us then can longer stay
Nor Kinsfolk, Virtue is the one
compassion of our dark some ways.
Alone each creatures sees the light
Alone this world at length he leaves
Alone the recompense receives
of all his actions wrong or right.
His log like clod like body placed
within the sad funereal ground,
His kinsmen one by one turn around
forsake the spot and homeward haste
His virtue never quits his side
A faithful guardian comrade guide.
Be then a store of virtue gained
To help when comes our day of doom
we cross the dread and trackless gloom
by virtues friendly arms sustained.
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