{"id":766,"date":"2016-10-18T12:37:09","date_gmt":"2016-10-18T12:37:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wp.sunderland.ac.uk\/seagullcity\/?page_id=766"},"modified":"2016-10-18T12:37:09","modified_gmt":"2016-10-18T12:37:09","slug":"lines-on-the-death-of-a-brother","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/wp.sunderland.ac.uk\/seagullcity\/lines-on-the-death-of-a-brother\/","title":{"rendered":"Lines on the Death of a Brother"},"content":{"rendered":"

Sir Cuthbert Sharp, \u2018Lines on the Death of a Brother\u2019 from Poems on a Variety of Subjects <\/em>(Sunderland: The Author, 1828), pp.25-27.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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O Death! thou universal monster, and<\/p>\n

Destroyer of domestic peace! why didst thou<\/p>\n

Dart thine arrow at a virtuous youth<\/p>\n

Just dawning in the morn of manhood? Why<\/p>\n

Didst thou hurry him to thy dread regions,<\/p>\n

To dwell forgotten in that darksome cell?<\/p>\n

Forgot by\u2019all, except the tender feelings<\/p>\n

Of a parent\u2019s heart, and a brother\u2019s fond<\/p>\n

Regard. Why, unsparing archer, didst thou<\/p>\n

Not shoot thine arrows in the field, where<\/p>\n

Human tyrants reign, and ease some slave of<\/p>\n

His oppressive load? Alas! these are the<\/p>\n

Questions of a tortured mind. If<\/p>\n

Nature asks her just demand, there’s none dare<\/p>\n

Her deny: who knows but \u2019tis the mild decree<\/p>\n

Of heaven that some bright angel with his<\/p>\n

Golden wings, from heaven\u2019s imperial<\/p>\n

Court, on errand sent, to waft him to the<\/p>\n

Sunny shores of immortality and bliss,<\/p>\n

To tune a golden harp in rosy bow\u2019rs,<\/p>\n

And walk by silver streams, to drink the pure<\/p>\n

Fountain of unmingled joy. If such his<\/p>\n

Glorious exit from this world of woe,<\/p>\n

Let\u2019s dry our weeping eyes, nor longer let<\/p>\n

Them roll with melancholy glare; but let<\/p>\n

Us bend the humble knee, in prayer, in<\/p>\n

Adoration, and in gratitude, to<\/p>\n

God. But keen reflection rushes on my<\/p>\n

Mind; the joys of happy days that\u2019s gone, when<\/p>\n

We went hand in hand to school, with two green<\/p>\n

Satchels, full of sportive play and native<\/p>\n

Innocence, roving on the rural banks<\/p>\n

Of happiness; we thought that death would never<\/p>\n

Come,\u2014such is delusion\u2018s magic power.<\/p>\n

No more he’ll rise at morn, to view the lark<\/p>\n

Mount high the scented air to greet the rising<\/p>\n

Sun. For now he slumbers in the dark abode<\/p>\n

Of death; there no gleam of light can enter;<\/p>\n

But one still night of unmolested<\/p>\n

Sleep, till time shall be no more. You moon,<\/p>\n

Enwrapp\u2019d in murky clouds, at intervals<\/p>\n

Throws back her darken\u2019d robes, and smiles upon<\/p>\n

His peaceful grave. And when Aurora opes<\/p>\n

The gates of day, the binding weeds, waved<\/p>\n

By the morn\u2019s chill breeze, shake off their dewy<\/p>\n

Tears upon his green spread mound; whilst I, the<\/p>\n

Object of despair and sorrow, will wail<\/p>\n

At midnight when all nature rests. O John!<\/p>\n

I bid thee now adieu, thy weary soul<\/p>\n

Has found a home; but I must wander still,<\/p>\n

In this drear world, to bear the bleak winds of<\/p>\n

Sorrow, care, and pain, till, nipt by the cold<\/p>\n

Hand of death, I die\u2014I sleep, and mingle<\/p>\n

With thy dust.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Sir Cuthbert Sharp, \u2018Lines on the Death of a Brother\u2019 from Poems on a Variety of Subjects (Sunderland: The Author, 1828), pp.25-27.   O Death! thou universal monster, and Destroyer of domestic peace! why didst thou Dart thine arrow at a virtuous youth Just dawning in the morn of manhood? Why Didst thou hurry him […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":11,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-766","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.sunderland.ac.uk\/seagullcity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/766","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.sunderland.ac.uk\/seagullcity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.sunderland.ac.uk\/seagullcity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.sunderland.ac.uk\/seagullcity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/11"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.sunderland.ac.uk\/seagullcity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=766"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/wp.sunderland.ac.uk\/seagullcity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/766\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":768,"href":"https:\/\/wp.sunderland.ac.uk\/seagullcity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/766\/revisions\/768"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.sunderland.ac.uk\/seagullcity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=766"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}