Epitaph on Miss Spencer
An angel form, for earth too pure, too bright,
Glanc'd in sweet vision o'er parental sight:
It fled — this holiest hope to faith is given,
To find that dream, — reality in heaven!
Glanc'd in sweet vision o'er parental sight:
It fled — this holiest hope to faith is given,
To find that dream, — reality in heaven!
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