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Poem
August 2, 1780
The Virginia Gazette
Richmond, Williamsburg, Richmond County, Virginia
What is this article about?
An elegy mourning the death of Miss Nancy Finnie from Williamsburg, lamenting her loss in the bloom of youth and accepting it as nature's due, with reflections on mortality and divine order.
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The following lines are humbly inscribed to the memory of Miss NANCY FINNIE, late of the city of Williamsburg.
'Tis unwelcome is the task to raise my lay,
But -- calls, I meet the call, obey;
I mourn the lovely bright young Nancy's dead,
She's gone, and all that's fair is with her fled.
Snatch'd in the bloom of youth, when all appear'd
To wear an aspect, which we all rever'd!
The conquering hand of unrelenting death,
Has struck the fatal blow, and stopt the breath:
Regardless of the tears of weeping friends,
That God to mortals piteously lends.
But O alas! our sighs, our tears are vain,
Howe'er we murmur, or howe'er complain
She's paid that debt, which was to nature due,
And fled where perfect bliss is ever new;
Leaving us to mourn her, much-lamented flight,
Yet think with thee, "whatever is, is right."
'Tis unwelcome is the task to raise my lay,
But -- calls, I meet the call, obey;
I mourn the lovely bright young Nancy's dead,
She's gone, and all that's fair is with her fled.
Snatch'd in the bloom of youth, when all appear'd
To wear an aspect, which we all rever'd!
The conquering hand of unrelenting death,
Has struck the fatal blow, and stopt the breath:
Regardless of the tears of weeping friends,
That God to mortals piteously lends.
But O alas! our sighs, our tears are vain,
Howe'er we murmur, or howe'er complain
She's paid that debt, which was to nature due,
And fled where perfect bliss is ever new;
Leaving us to mourn her, much-lamented flight,
Yet think with thee, "whatever is, is right."
What sub-type of article is it?
Elegy
What themes does it cover?
Death Mourning
What keywords are associated?
Nancy Finnie
Williamsburg
Elegy
Mourning
Death
Youth
Mortality
Poem Details
Subject
Memory Of Miss Nancy Finnie, Late Of Williamsburg
Key Lines
'Tis Unwelcome Is The Task To Raise My Lay,
But Calls, I Meet The Call, Obey;
She's Paid That Debt, Which Was To Nature Due,
And Fled Where Perfect Bliss Is Ever New;
Yet Think With Thee, "Whatever Is, Is Right."