 W1232 POEM [author uncertain]
Jan 1 1840 [approximate date]
To:
From: Johnson, [possibly, New Hampshire]
LINES ON THE DEATH OF MARY. A. FULLER
Dear Mary--has thy spirit fled?
Ah can it be? and Abby not
Allowed to stand beside thy bed?
Or even once to smooth thy couch
Of pain, or quench thy burning fever
With a cooling draught? We who
Hand in hand have trod the path
Of science and on its sweets regaled,
And oft a happy hour in social
Converse spent, when Death his arrows
Fastened in thy heart and marked
Thee for his prey, were separated
Wide. O, could I but have seen
Thee once, to bid adieu, and give
A parting kiss--But otherwise
Our Maker just ordained. But since
On earth we meet no more may we
Through riches infinite in Christ
In Heaven meet to part no more.
Our voices then shall join to sing
Redeeming love. Sublimest theme.
O glorious hour! Time speed thy wing
And bear me to that happy shore.
Abby [A. Whiting]1
Johnson, Jan. 1840
1 We have not been able to positively identify the writer of the poem. Mary A. Fuller (the deceased) was likely a relative of Elizabeth Fuller who was the third wife of Dr. Calvin McQuesten from 1853 until his death in 1885. She might also be a relative of Margarette Lerned, Dr. Calvin McQuesten's wife from 1831 until her death in 1841. |
