ELEGY, ON THE DEATH OF CAPTAIN JOHN MCMICHAEL.
The death-note breaks upon the ear, And friendship mourns a friend departed, Whilst mem’ry sheds the burning tear For him, the good and generous hearted. Nor can the cloud of deepest woe	5
That bursting throb of sorrow cover, Which feeds upon the swelling throe, And wrecks the heart when hope is over. From thee the needy found relief, For pity raised thy tender feeling— [Page 207]	10
By thee was cooled the flush of grief, And wiped the tear from anguish stealing. A heart more pure, more true, more kind, In man’s fond breast expanded never— Ah, no! for love was there enshrined,	15
And even death that love can’t sever. But, hark! how soft, how sweet the sound, Where angles come, thy spirit greeting, Echoing joyous notes around— Oh! the glorious, heavenly meeting!	20
And now how brightly glows the flame In breasts seraphic—for thee caring— And heaven’s page enrols thy name, Where thou celestial bliss art sharing. [Page 208]