Part 11 — THE FIRST LOSS.
Reading edition
WITH AN ENGRAVING.
’Tis her first loss, and tear-drops fall
Upon her cherished friend,
Whose voice once echoed to her call—
Whose wants she loved to tend.
’Tis her first grief. Alas! that life
Full many a care will bring,
With keener pang and sharper strife,
That gentle heart to wring.