Whoe'er like me, with trembling anguish brings

First Line Whoe'er like me, with trembling anguish brings
Author William Mason

Elegy; Epitaph [Illness; Death, afterlife; Love]. 

Transcribed from Shiercliff, Edward. The bristol and Hotwell guide: containing an historical account of the ancient and present state of that opulent city; also of the Hotwell...,1793, pp. 77–78. Eighteenth Century Collections Online, GALE|CW0100872204. 



Whoe'er like me, with trembling anguish brings,

His heart's whole treasure to fair Bristol's springs;

Whoe'er like me, to sooth disease and pain,

Shall pour these salutary springs in vain;

Condemn'd like me, to hear the faint reply,

To mark the fading cheek, the sinking eye,

From the chill'd brow to wipe the damps of death;

And watch in dumb despair the short'ning breath;

If chance directs him to this artless line,

Let the sad mourner know his pangs were mine:

Ordain'd to lose the partner of my breast,

Whose virtue warm'd me, and whose beauty bless'd,

Fram'd every tie, that binds the soul, to prove,

Her duty friendship, and her friendship love—

But yet remembering that the parting sigh,

Appoints the just to slumber, not to die,

The starting tear I check'd, I kiss'd the rod,

And not to earth resign'd her, but to God.