The pipe, the viol, and unceasing drum,
More quotes by Thomas Skinner
Why rush the thousands? Why this grand display
Of pomp and pride? A widow burns today!
It is some jubilee;—it cannot be,
That death is hailed with such a savage glee.
Thinks, like a phoenix, ’tis her fate to rise
Pure from her ashes, to adorn the skies.
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