Occasioned by viewing the Portrait of the late Mrs. ISABELLA GRAHAM, which is prefixed to her life. WHILST in this faded form I trace, For I have seen that darken'd eye, And I have seen this pallid cheek Suffus'd with feeling's richest glow; And virtue's brightest halo deck With sacred charms these locks of snow. And on these lips in silence clos'd, With rapt attention oft I hung, And heard those wondrous truths disclos'd And I have known this wither'd hand And now, though far remov'd from earth, Still shall it dry the widow's tear*- Guide to a blest asylum here And point to happier realms on high. My Father's friend!-How poor the praise, By his unworthy offspring given, Who thus records in humble lays, What Angels register'd in heav'n. Frankfort, Kentucky, Aug. 1816. * By the manner in which the funds arising from the sale of the work are to be appropriated. FINIS. |