Lines on the Death of Mr. Henry Kirke White
By the Rev. J. Plumptre
Such talents and such piety combined,
With such unfeign’d humility of mind,
Bespoke him fair to tread the way to fame,
And live an honour to the Christian name.
But Heaven was pleased to stop his fleeting hour,
And blight the fragrance of the opening flower.
We mourn—but not for him, removed from pain;
Our loss, we trust, is his eternal gain:
With him we’ll strive to win the Saviour’s love,
And hope to join him with the blest above.
October 24th, 1806.