“What moves the heart with trembling fear,
And fills the eye with flowing tear?
‘Tis when to those we love so true,
We faulter out the word ADIEU?
How feels the lover on the day,
When forc’d to tear himself away
From her whose tender heart, he knew,
Must break to speak the word ADIEU?
How droop the husband and the wife,
When honor calls to war’s dread strife?
Ah? then, indeed, it is too true,
A thousand fears sound in ADIEU?
But when the hand of death is near
To husband, wife, or children dear,
Convulsive throbs too plainly shew,
How dreadful is the last ADIEU?
(Elizabeth Beverley)”
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