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Title: Lines On The Death Of Katie Mong
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How hard, alas, to meet my fate,
And lose my darling jewell Kate;
An aching void she leaves behind,-
O what can ease my sorrowing mind!

Though gone away to seek her rest,
She lives and nestles in my breast;
I hear each night her footsteps tread,
Within my chamber-by my bed.

Dear Kate, when I retire at night,
Of thee I think the last;
And when in morning I awake,
I think of the the first.

Escorted up the shining way,
With rapid move of heavenly fire,
Our happy infant flies away,
To join the bright angelic choir.

Our darling now obtains a crown,
A sceptre and a robe are given;
While raptured angels shout their joy,
Through all the spacious vault of heaven.

Father! to thee we lift the tearful eye,
While prostrate at Thy throme;
And fain our bleeding hearts do say
Thy righteous will be done.

While traveling life's uneven road,
Do Thou O Lord our steps attend;
In death be Thou a present help,
Our best, our never failing friend.

Soon, through the trackless fields of air,
Our struggling souls must go away,-
And join our waiting Katie there,
In realms of everlasting joy.

[Page 24 of scrapbook.]

Date: 2/4/1869
Origin: Warren Republican
Record ID: 00002079
Type: Periodical
Source Archive: Warren County Historical Society
Date Entered: 8/10/2001
Collection: Clippings scrapbooks
Entered By: Leslie J. Rice

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