Stop, Christian passer-by : Stop, child of God, And read, with gentle breast. Beneath this sod A poet lies, or that which once seem'd he-- O, lift one thought in prayer for S. T. C.-- That he who many a year with toil of breath Found death in life, may here find life in death : Mercy for praise--to be forgiven for fame-- He ask'd, and hoped through Christ. Do thou the same.
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