Hannah More

(2 February 1745 – 7 September 1833 / near Bristol)

Epitaph: On The Reverend Mr. Penrose - Poem by Hannah More

If social manners, if the gentlest mind,
If zeal for God, and love for human kind,
If all the charities which life endear,
May claim affection, or demand a tear,
Then, o'er Penrose's venerable urn
Domestic love may weep, and friendship mourn.

The path of duty still, untired, he trod,
He walk'd in safety, for he walk'd with God!
When past the power of precept and of prayer
Yet still his flock remain'd the shepherd's care;
Their wants still kindly watchful to supply,
He taught his best, last lesson, how to die?


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 16, 2010



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