Epitaph On Mrs. M. Higgins, Of Weston.
Laurels may flourish round the conquerors tomb, But happiest they who win the world to come: Believers have a silent field to fight, And their exploits are veild from human sight. They in some nook, where little known they dwell, Kneel, pray in faith, and rout the hosts of hell; Eternal triumphs crown their toils divine, And all those triumphs, Mary, now are thine.
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