To the Memory of Henry Welles Livingston
A gentle spirit now aboveOnce animated what lies hereTill heav'n announc'd in tenderest love"Ascend Immortal to yon sphere."
The lambkin at the great behestGave up its life without one groan;When lo! In robes supernal drestHe found the bright abodes his own!
Most glorious and delightful scenesRush'd full upon his raptur'd sense;Beyond what fancy ever dreams,Or Eden knew in innocence.
Adieu! Adieu! My sweest boy,Adieu till life's vain dream be o'er;Then with a parent's keenest joyI'll cling to Thee to part no more.
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