Classic Poem

If to observe religion's strictest laws
Merits reward in Heav'n, or earth's applause,
Eliza must be bless'd, her shade rever'd,
In whom the finish'd saint so bright appear'd;
In ev'ry action of her pious life
A virtuous, prudent, and a tender wife;
A mother most indulgent, and a friend
Constant, sincere, and gen'rous to the end.
The careful mistress of a well rul'd house,
The dear lov'd wife of an endearing spouse;
Fond mother of a numerous, beauteous line,
Whom all lament, but none can e'er outshine.