302 THE HARP OF PITCAIRN. 
SHED NOT A TEAR. 
1. 
SHED not a tear o'er your friend's early bier, 
When I am gone, when I am gone ; 
Nor if the slow -tolling bell you should hear, 
When I am gone, when I am gone. 
Weep not for me when you stand round my grave ; 
Think Who has died His beloved to save ; 
Think of the crown all the ransom 'd shall have, 
When I am gone, when I am gone. 
2. 
Plant ye a tree which may wave over me, 
When I am gone, when I am gone ; 
Sing ye a song, if my grave you should see, 
When I am gone, when I am gone. 
Come at the close of a bright summer's day, 
Come when the sun sheds his last ling'ring ray, 
Come and rejoice that I thus pass'd away, 
When I am gone, when I am gone. 
3. 
Plant ye a rose that may bloom o'er my bed, 
When I am gone, when T am gone ; 
Breathe not a sigh for the bless' d early dead, 
When I am gone, when I am gone. 
Praise ye the Lord, that I'm freed from all care, 
Love ye the Lord, that my bliss ye may share ; 
Look ye on high, and believe I am there, 
When I am gone, when I am gone. 
ANONYMOUS. 
NATIONAL SONG. 
Air " ROUSSEAU'S DUEAM." 
1. 
'MiD the mighty Southern Ocean 
Stands an isolated rock, 
Whiten'd by the surf's commotion, 
Riven by the ligtning's shock. 
