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"GO TO THE GRAVE IN ALL THY GLORIOUS PRIME."

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T. W. Higginson.

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'Mid the flower-wreathed tombs I stand."
Scribner's Monthly, June, 1874. Putnam, 483

(For a woman heroic in suffering.)

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Sursum Corda, 279

Milton.

"AH, WELL! SHE HAD HER WILL."

(For one who suffered secretly, and was misunderstood.) ON HIS BLINDNESS

(For one blind.)

"THOU KNOWest, Lord, thE WEARINESS AND SORROW."

FROM "MIRIAM."

Jane Borthwick. Sursum Corda, 30

Whittier.

"Wherever through the ages rise the altars of self-sacrifice."

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THE E'EN BRINGS A' HAME.

Anonymous.

"Upon the hills the wind is sharp and cold.”

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"God draws a cloud over each gleaming morn.'
Unity Hymns and Chorals, 148

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"Where ceaseless Spring her garland twines."

(One dying away from home.)

Whittier.

Poems, 392

LINES TO THE MEMORY OF "ANNIE."
"In the fair gardens of celestial peace."

H. B. Stowe.

Bryant's Library, 176

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"Little soul, for such brief space that entered."

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“Within her downy cradle there lay a little child.”

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TO THE MEMORY OF WILLIAM POWER WATTS A. A. Watts. "A cloud is on my heart and brow."

Memory and Hope, 33 A. R. W. Memory and Hope, 102 Chamber's Journal. Shadow of the Rock, 142

MABEL .

"Like broken thoughts in dreams."

"Two buds plucked from the tree."

Two

(For twin children.)
DIRGE FOR A YOUNG GIRL

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Underneath the sod low lying."

J. T. Fields.

Bryant's Library, 190

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THE FINIShed Life

"There's a beauty of the Spring-time."

IN MEMORY

M. J. Savage. Savage's Minister's Handbook. Anonymous. Close, kind hands, the aged eyes."

ONLY WAITING

Songs of Two Worlds, 131
Anonymous.

"Only waiting till the shadows."

Rev. H. & T. Book, 746 J

Montgomery. Rev. H. & T. Book, 711

"SERVANT Of God, well DONE!"

RIPE WHEAT

Anonymous.

"We bent to-day o'er a

coffined form."

Cheering Words, 71

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O THOU before whose sight all generations of men pass over to their rest, to thee alone can we turn in this hour. Amid all life's changes thou art the same forever, and thy years shall have no end. Thou art the source of all life. Thou art the Power above all powers and Lord of Death. To thee we come, who dost clothe the grass of the field, and mark the falling sparrow. To thy unfailing compassion we look, thou who dost note thy children's pain and grief. We bring these empty hearts, this loneliness, this sorrow, and lay them at thy feet. Thou knowest it all, our Father, and because thou knowest, canst help us. Comfort us with thy love, greater than a mother's love for her child! Send thy pity to lighten the darkness; send thy patience that we may bear this trial bravely. Touch these wounds with thy hand of healing, and help us to be still.

Almighty Father, give us of thy strength that we may take up our lives more bravely for the sake of this dear one who has now done with earth. May we learn to be faithful in duty, thoughtful, tender of others, loyal to the service of holiness and truth, because of those who can work no longer here on earth. May we think not of our loss, our suffering, but of their release, of the peace that rests upon this mortal body, and the freedom wherein the soul has now found a higher joy.

Grant, we pray thee, the faith that these ties of affection - the holiest thing thou givest us to know can never perish. Wheresoever this dear friend may go, he can not be forgetful of us, and henceforth we are no more strangers to the life beyond since these have entered to make it home.

Now, Almighty Creator, into thy hands we commend.

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