Verses Written on her Death-Bed at Bath
Mary Monck
1677 to 1715
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Thou, who dost all my worldly thoughts employ,
______ pleasing source of all my earthly joy:
Thou tend'rest husband, and thou best of friends,
To thee ______ first, this last adieu I send.
At length ______ conqu'ror death asserts his right,
And will for ______ veil me from thy sight.
He wooes me ______ him with a chearful grace;
And not one ______ clouds his meagre face.
He promises a lasting ______ from pain;
And shews that all life's fleeting ______ are vain.
Th' eternal scenes of heav'n he ______ in view,
And tells me that no other ______ are true.
But love, fond love, would yet ______ his pow'r;
Would fain awhile defer the parting hour:
He brings thy mourning image to my eyes,
And would obstruct my journey to the skies.
______ say, thou dearest, thou unwearied friend;
Say, should'st ______ grieve to see my sorrows end?
Thou know'st ______ painful pilgrimage I've past;
And should'st thou grieve ______ rest is come at last?
Rather rejoice to ______ me shake off life,
And die as I ______ liv'd, thy faithful wife.