CCXXVII. As fades the lovely blooming flow'rs

1 As fades the lovely blooming flow'rs,
And with the winds do fly:
Just such are they who live but hours,
And only born to die.

2 It is beyond the greatest art,
to move that load of care;
It wounds the tender parent's heart,
Which nature has to bear.

3 O let the gospel then be night,
It is the strongest aid;
Such consolations never die,
That Christ shall raise the dead.

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First Line: As fades the lovely blooming flow'rs
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1816
Topic: Death and Burials: For the Burial of an Infant
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