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Normale Version: T WAS not permitted thee the Fates to please,
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'T WAS not permitted thee the Fates to please,
And with survivors share our happier day;
For smitten early wast thou by disease,
Whilst with thy sisters thou didst smile and play.
Wasted by pains and lingering decay,
Life's glowing currents at the source did freeze;
Yet, ere the angel summoned thee away,
Above thy cheerful couch affection's ray
Did brightly shine, and all thy sufferings ease.
Dear child of grace! so patient and so strong,
Bound to thy duty by quick sympathy,
They did our hearts irreparable wrong
To break the promise of thy infancy;
Ah me! life is not life, deprived of thee.