Epitaph, On A Young Man Who Was Drowned. Poem by Samuel Bamford

Not human speech nor human wail can tell
The grief of heart for one beloved so well:
In strength of life he left his home at morn,
And back, at noon, a pallid corpse was borne.
Humid and cold, they brought him from the deep,
To breaking hearts, to eyes that could not weep.
Oh, cease to mourn! in life we are in death,
And life is but a shadow and a breath.
Oh, cease to mourn! learn meekly to obey;
The Lord who gave, might surely take away!