Classic Poem

My Dear Son John's deceas'd ah! gone from hence,
Son of my Joy, my Strength, my Excellence,
Though the second Son, the Eldest that surviv'd,
And had allmost to seventeen years ariv'd,
Who in the Colledge Chief of Thirteen was
That then were Entered Members of his Class.
Ah! he is not but gone to take his Right
Of Heritance among the Saints in Light.