Catalogue of Epitaphs of the Village Burying Ground (Google eBook)

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1899 - Epitaphs - 156 pages
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Page 10 - Dearest sister, thou hast left us ; Here thy loss we deeply feel ; But 'tis God that hath bereft us : He can all our sorrows heal.
Page 112 - THOU art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore thee; Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb, The Saviour has passed through its portals before thee, And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the gloom.
Page 61 - So fades a summer cloud away, So sinks the gale when storms are o'er, So gently shuts the eye of day, So dies a wave along the shore.
Page 154 - Asleep in Jesus ! far from thee Thy kindred and their graves may be ; But thine is still a blessed sleep, From which none ever wakes to weep.
Page 106 - EPITAPH ON AN INFANT. ERE Sin could blight or Sorrow fade, Death came with friendly care ; The opening bud to Heaven conveyed And bade it blossom there.
Page 115 - ASLEEP in Jesus ! blessed sleep, From which none ever wakes to weep, A calm and undisturbed repose, Unbroken by the last of foes.
Page 126 - A perfect Woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command ; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of an angel 13 light. XV. I WANDERED LONELY. 1804. I WANDERED lonely as a cloud...
Page 109 - DEATH OF AN INFANT. WITH what unknown delight the mother smiled When this frail treasure in her arms she pressed ! Her prayer was heard she clasped a living child ; But how the gift transcends the poor request ! A child was all she asked, with many a vow ; Mother Behold the child an angel now ! Now in her Father's house she finds a place ; Or if to earth she take a transient flight, 'Tis to fulfil the purpose of his...
Page 108 - Our life, while thou preserv'st that life,- . Thy sacrifice shall be ; And death, when death shall be our lot, Shall join our souls to thee.
Page 150 - Yet again we hope to meet thee, When the day of life is fled ; Then in heaven with joy to greet thee, Where no farewell tear is shed.

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