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First Line: If far from earth's short-lived and narrow bound
Last Line: When therefore death can we more fitly bless?


IF far from earth's short-lived and narrow bound,
Full of woe, weariness, affliction, pain,
This holy virgin's soul (as she was fain)
At length a refuge with her Saviour found;

If angels now her kindred soul surround
On that high seat of bliss, all hope to gain,
'Scaped from this restless world, where hope is vain,
To live one single day without a wound;

Why, being dead, should we her fate lament,
Since she to certain good from evil went
Through death, which gives her perfect happiness?

Who ever grieved to see in port arrive
The hard-pressed barque which mighty tempests drive,
When therefore death can we more fitly bless?





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