ON THE DEATH OF A FRIEND. Eliza Day Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. T132359 Daye, Eliza, b. ca. 1734. Poems, on Various Subjects. Liverpool Printed by J. M'Creery 1798 pp. [51]-52. [2],x,[4],258p.; 8°

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ON THE DEATH OF A FRIEND . AH me ! then is Philida gone ? But now ! and so blythe as they tell ? Yes , hark ! her mild spirit is flown , I hear my poor Philida's bell . Stern death counts the Virtues his foes , For they parry a while his fierce dart ; So he learnt where they met to repose , And struck gentle Philida's heart . I'll wander by moon-shine along , I'll seek out some shadow retir'd , For Philida lov'd not a throng , Nor bustle or grandeur admir'd . And near it I'll pensively stray , I'll watch 'till its soft tints shall fade ; For pity I'll beg it to stay , And think it is Philida's shade . The west breeze I hear softly blow , And my harp's sweetest chords it employs ; The sounds tho' they mournfully flow , Sooth not like my Philida's voice . She is gone ! in friendship and love , Here no more shall I Philida see ; A span , and I too shall remove , And happy near Philida be .