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Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916.

On the Death of William Aikman

James Thomson (1700–1748)

AS those we love decay, we die in part,

String after string is sever’d from the heart;

Till loosen’d life, at last but breathing clay,

Without one pang is glad to fall away.

Unhappy he who latest feels the blow,

Whose eyes have wept o’er every friend laid low,

Dragg’d lingering on from partial death to death,

Till, dying, all he can resign is breath.