Verse 1
Bleeding Tenderness, farewell,
Hurried in a moment hence,
(Thy sad, unexampled tale
Shocks the agonised sense)
Pitied and deplor’d by all!
Virtue[’s] self, no more severe,
Grieves at thy untimely fall,
Drops the soft, forgiving tear!
Verse 2
Martyr of fidelity
Fatally alas, belov’d!
Brutal Appetite to Thee
Crueller than hatred prov’d:
By the dire Assassin’s hand
Torn from all thou lov’st below—
Who the deed can understand,
Who the ways of heaven can know?
Verse 3
Wherefore was she form’d to please
Gentlest of the gentle kind?
Why were want and wretchedness
Sure in her a friend to find?
Lo, the pleasing Form appears
Mangled, weltring in her gore!
Misery’s sons, indulge your tears,
Misery’s Friend is now no more!
Verse 4
Dare we hope her safe above,
Snatch’d from the infernal grave?
Who shall bound Almighty LOVE,
Teach his God how far to save?
MERCY’s thoughts are not as ours:
He who bought her with his blood,
Conqueror of all adverse Powers,
Jesus claims her soul for God!