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Show ht where Angels lie;
Shew uiltless die
Then show ain
Auilty stain,
And guide ht, rateful strain shall raise;
In You as Guardian Powers rejoice,
Good Angels, and exalt your praise:
So will I strive with zealous fire
Each vice to shun, each fault correct;
Will love the lessons you inspire,
And Prize the virtues you protect
Then when at length by high command
My body seeks the Grave's repose,
When Death draws nigh with friendly hand
My failing Pilgrim eyes to close;
|Pleased that n,
And yield to Godfinished her usual devotions, Antonia retired to bed Sleep soon stole over her senses; and for several hours She enjoyed that calm repose which innocence alone can know, and for which e his Crown