Sonnet, In Memorial of Elizabeth Fry

IN MEMORIAL OF ELIZABETH FRY

Thy name, now writ in heaven, will live on earth,
 So long as human hearts are left to prize
 That sterling virtue whose deep source supplies
Each Christian grace, a woman's highest worth!
And Heaven forbid we e'er should dread a dearth
 Of these in England; where the good and wise
 Have, by their reverence of such sanctities,
Honour'd the country which had given them birth.
True gospel preacher of that law of love
 By J ESUS taught; nor for thyself would I
 Indite this simple brief obituary!
May thy example kindred spirits move
To follow thee; and thus themselves approve
 Number'd with them whose record is on high!
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