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beneath her own transplanted forest-vine,* and the fragrant wildflowers deck its verdant sod, often will imagination visit the consecrated spot, and drop a tear to the memory of departed worth. The loss of one possessing such rare talents, superior mental endowments, and sincere devotedness to the cause of humanity, though it can never be duly estimated, will long be felt and deplored in the circle of her acquaintance. And while we deeply lament the untimely bereavement, let us ever cherish the fond remembrance of her exalted virtues, under the full assurance that her immortal spirit is at rest, in the perfect fruition of unalloyed peace and eternal felicity.
We conclude by presenting the reader with the final effusion of her pious and sentimental muse. What humility and purity of heart—what living earnestness of devotion-do we here perceive! It is especially recommended to the notice of those who profess and practise the pure Christian principles of philanthropy which distinguished her own actions. It was the LAST ARTICLE that she wrote for the “GENIUS OF UNIVERSAL EMANCIPATION.”
PRAISE AND PRAYER.
Prayer! for grateful hearts to raise
and praise !
* The charming and sentimental piece entitled, “ The Forest Vine," was one of the latest productions of her pen. was written during the period of her affliction, and breathes the loftiest strains of poetic genius and pious aspiration.
MEMOIR OF ELIZABETH MARGARET CHANDLER.
Prayer, for spirits calm and meek,
Prayer ! for those who, day by day,
ELIZABETH MARGARET CHANDLER.
My foot has climb’d the rocky summit's height,
Or onward dash in foam and sparkling sheen,-
In sooth, from this bright wilderness 't is sweet
The cot, half seen behind the sloping hill,-
The very air that breathes around my cheek,
* A beautiful stream, flowing near the author's place of nativity.