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ON THE DEATH OF MR. JOHN HASKINS, by                 Poet Analysis     Poet's Biography
First Line: See the calm exit of the aged saint
Last Line: A golden harp his hands immortal hold.


See the calm exit of the aged Saint,
Without a murmur, and without complaint,
Whil'st round him gathered his dear children stand
And some one holds his withered pallid hand.
He bids them trust in God, nor mourn nor weep;
He breathes Religion, and then falls asleep.
Then on angelic wings he flies to God,
Rejoiced to leave this earthly mortal clod.
His head is covered with a crown of gold.
A golden harp his hands immortal hold.





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