——like an ill-used ghost
Not to return;—or if it did, its visits,
Like those of angels, short and far between.—Grave.
But this pretty conceit originated with Norris, of Bemerton, (died 1711,) in a religious poem:—
But those who soonest take their flight
Are the most exquisite and strong:
Like angels’ visits, short and bright,
Mortality’s too weak to bear them long.—The Parting.
Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes,