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Poem
September 13, 1820
The Rhode Island Republican
Newport, Newport County, Rhode Island
What is this article about?
An elegy consoling a mother on the death of her infant son Edwin Philander Peckham, portraying his passing as a divine loan returned to heaven where he blooms eternally among angels.
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POETRY.
Lines on the recent melancholy death of Edwin Philander Peckham.
Why does the mother's stricken heart
Incessantly repine-
Why find it still so hard to part,
And innocence resign?
From sin, from pain, from sorrows torn,
An off'ring due to heaven;
For that blest end the babe was born,
Just lent-but never given.
With tuneful ear, sublime, refin'd
Angelic harps shall hear,
While rapture strikes his opening mind,
When radiant forms appear.
With chaplet twin'd from sacred bowers,
A fragrant wreath he wears:
Not fading, but immortal flowers,
His sacred temples wears.
Himself a flower thus early cropped
Was hurried to the tomb;
Death your sweet Edwin only lopp'd
In Paradise to bloom.
Lines on the recent melancholy death of Edwin Philander Peckham.
Why does the mother's stricken heart
Incessantly repine-
Why find it still so hard to part,
And innocence resign?
From sin, from pain, from sorrows torn,
An off'ring due to heaven;
For that blest end the babe was born,
Just lent-but never given.
With tuneful ear, sublime, refin'd
Angelic harps shall hear,
While rapture strikes his opening mind,
When radiant forms appear.
With chaplet twin'd from sacred bowers,
A fragrant wreath he wears:
Not fading, but immortal flowers,
His sacred temples wears.
Himself a flower thus early cropped
Was hurried to the tomb;
Death your sweet Edwin only lopp'd
In Paradise to bloom.
What sub-type of article is it?
Elegy
What themes does it cover?
Death Mourning
What keywords are associated?
Elegy
Child Death
Edwin Peckham
Mother Grief
Heavenly Consolation
Poem Details
Title
Lines On The Recent Melancholy Death Of Edwin Philander Peckham.
Subject
Recent Melancholy Death Of Edwin Philander Peckham
Form / Style
Rhymed Quatrains
Key Lines
Why Does The Mother's Stricken Heart
Incessantly Repine
Why Find It Still So Hard To Part,
And Innocence Resign?
From Sin, From Pain, From Sorrows Torn,
An Off'ring Due To Heaven;
For That Blest End The Babe Was Born,
Just Lent But Never Given.
Himself A Flower Thus Early Cropped
Was Hurried To The Tomb;
Death Your Sweet Edwin Only Lopp'd
In Paradise To Bloom.