Her little bark on Life's wide Ocean tossed, <br />In the unequal struggle soon was lost, <br />Severe its conflict! Much alas it bore, <br />Then sunk beneath the storm and rose no more. <br />But when th' Archangels clarion shall sound, <br />And thunder "LIFE" through all the vast profound, <br />Her renovated vessel will be seen, <br />Transcendent floating on the stream! <br />The joyful ensigns waving in the air! <br />The tides propitious and the zephyrs fair, <br />Till safe within the destined Port of Bliss, <br />The anchor drops in everlasting PEACE.<br /><br />Henry Livingston Jr.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/catharine-livingston/
