But, Madam, let your grief be laid aside,And let the fountain of your tears be dry'd,In vain they flow to wet the dusty plain,Your sighs are wafted to the skies in vain,Your pains they witness, but they can no more,While Death reigns tyrant o'er this mortal shore.
Press bravely onward! — not in vainYour generous trust in human kind;The good which bloodshed could not gainYour peaceful zeal shall find.john greenleaf whittier
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