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Nathaniel Lewis, May 12, 1778,—42.

What's Fame, a fancy'd life in other's breath
A thing beyond us ev'n before our Death.
A Wit's a feather and a Chief's a rod
An honeft Man's the noble Work of God.

Sally Goodwin, Aug. 23, 1781,-25.

My hope is fix'd my Spirit's free,
Longing my Saviour for to See;
Such joy and blifs, doth fill my foul,
Nothing on earth does me control,
My loving Hufband and Infant fmall
My Parents dear I leave you all;
My Soul doth wing the heavenly way.
My Saviour's call I muft obey,
Read this and weep but not for me,
Who willing was to part with thee;
That I may reft with Chrift above,
In peace and joy and endless love.

Elijah Adams, Aug. 25, 1798,—61.

O Death thou haft conquer'd me,
I by thy Dart am slain,

But Chrift will conquer thee,

And I shall rife again.

4 Children of Jabez & Lydia Sweet, aged 4, 10, 12 & 14 mos.

Stay gentle reader, view this spot of Earth,
Sacred to virtue, innocence, and worth,
Four infant roses, budding in the morn,
Shed their sweet fragrance in life's early dawn,
Entwin'd their parent stems, so fond caref'd
Each gave one smile, to glad the pensive breaft,
And dropp'd and wither'd, died! Here seek repose,
Till Christ transplant them in the groves above,
To bloom immortal in the joys of love.

John Buckley, Jr., Aug. 23, 1798,-23.

In Peace here refts a Traveller's Duft,
His Journey's at an End;

He priz'd Efteem among the Juft,

A Cenfure from a Friend,

"Broke loofe from Time's tenacious Chains,

And Earth's revolving Gloom,

To range at large in vaft Domains,

Of radiant World's to come."

Mr. Caleb Dinsdale Champney, died Oct. 4, 1802, aged 26:

To part with worth invaluable,

to feel regret mantled in sympathy;
To lose the richest treasure Heaven
bestows; to realize the agonizing
Pang of separation, and still bear
misfortunes cruel lash;

Is the lot of man, But resignation
tempers every scene

And points our warmest, fondest hopes to Heaven.

Mrs. Sarah Champney, died Oct. 13, 1800, aged 60:

The joys of faith triumphant rife,
And wing the foul above the skies.

Mrs. Deborah Blake, d. in 1791, aged 21 years:
"Friend, as you pass, suppress the falling tear;
You wish her out of heaven to wish her here."

Mrs. Martha Cabot, d. in 1809, aged 60:

"So unaffected, so compos'd a mind,

So firm, yet soft, so strong, yet so refin'd,
Wasteing disease and pain severely tri'd,
The saint sustain'd it, but the woman di'd."

Capt. William and Mrs. Mary Burke, d. 1787:
"They were lovely and pleasant in their lives,
and in their deaths they were not divided."

Mrs. Mary Hughes, d. in 1765, aged 46:

"Time, What an empty vapour t'is,
And days, how fwift they flay:

Our life is ever on the Wing,

And Death is ever nigh.

The Moment when our Lives begin,
We all begin to die."

Mr. Prince Chew, died Oct. 21, 1803, aged 38:
Depart my friends dry up your tears

I muft lie here till Chrift appears.

Mrs. Ann Clough, died April 2, 1772, aged 52:

My Parent gone, Great Heaven, oh tell me where
Where may I drop my unaffected Tear.

In filial Gratitude where may I weep

In grateful Silence lull my Soul to fleep

May I awake in Heaven and find her there

Where endlefs Rapture quell each rifing Care.

Timothy Gay, d. in 1799, aged 36:

He was diligent in bufiness, faithful
to his friends, and affectionate to his family.
"Life little Stage is a small Eminence,
Inch high the Grave above; that Home of Man,
Where dwells the Multitude: We gaze around;
We read their Monuments; We sigh; and while
We sigh, we sink, and are what we deplor'd.”

Mrs. Abigail Cogswell, died Jan. 19, 1782, aged 42:
To those who for their loss are griev'd
This Consolation's given,

They're from a world of woe reliev'd
We trust they're now in heaven.

Mr. Isaac Cole, died Oct. 20, 1801, aged 9 mos.:

Sleep on sweet babe & take your rest,

God call'd you home, he thought it best.

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Mrs. Sarah Collins, died March 29, 1771, aged 62:

Be ye also Ready for you

Know not the Day nor hour.

Mrs. Johanna Connor, died Dec. 29, 1799, aged 45:

Go home my friends, dry up your Tears

I muft lie here till Chrift appears.

Mr. John Lambard Cooper, died Nov. 17, 1805, aged 60:
Here rests the dead, from pain & sorrow free;
He's gone to Heaven, we trust, O God to thee;
His bright examples, may we make our own
So far in Chrift, as he himself was known.

Mr. Elijah Corlew, died May 25, 1804, aged 31 yrs.:
Lo! soft remembrance drops a piteous tear
And holy friendship stands a mourner here.

Levi Cutler, died Jan. 7, 1821, aged 6 mos., 6 days:

Altho death so soon has laid his frame

To moulder here beneath the sod
The little spark of heavenly flame
Now dwells in paradise with God.

Mrs. Eliza Davis, died Feb. 14, 1806, aged 24:

She's gone from pain & sorrow free

To rest to all eternity.

Isaac Howard Davis, died May 8, 1807, aged 20 mos., 28 days:
Sleep sleep sweet Babe Death's done no harm
Christ Jesus calls thee to his arms.

Miss Emmy Dillaway, died October 11, 1813, aged 34:

Sleep sweet Soul thy days are ended

All thy mourning days below;
Go by Angel guards attended,

To the sight of Jesus go.

Mrs. Mary Farmer, died Nov. 4, 1798, aged 68:

Stop here my friend and caft an eye
Confider well that you must die
Wifely conduct that fo you may
Triumph in Chrift at the laft day.

Miss Mary Fitzgerald, died Sept. 30, 1787, aged 19:

Virtue & youth just in the morning_bloom
With the fair Mary finds an early Tomb.

Capt. Nathaniel Glasier, died May 27, 1812, aged 30:
Long may his grave with riseing flowers be drest
And the green turf lie lightly on his breast.

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