219.

By afflictive dispensations her heavenly Father gradually withdrew her affections from earth to heaven, and prepared her to dwell for ever in his presence.

220.

If thou canst sacrifice, with breast of steel,
Thy country's welfare to thy private weal;
Then know a patriot's dust this spot endears:-
Stain not the tomb with thy polluted tears.

221.

Though a sinner reposes, a saint shall arise,
And the tenant of earth wing his way to the skies.

222.

Thy heart and thy soul amid sunbeams may be,
And with pleasure their influence hail:
But what will the beams of the sun do for thee,
When the shadows of midnight prevail?

O look for a rod and a staff that shall stay
Thy frail being when struggling for breath;
And seek for a lamp that shall lighten thy way,
And illume the dark pathway of death.

223.

Silent in dust he mouldering lies,
And faded every feature:
O, Reader, darest thou despise
Thy humbler fellow-creature?
Is there aught in a negro's name

That mercy may not save him?

Or dost thou think that God can blame

If in our future hell or heaven

Be aught of retribution,

And pain and punishment be given

For cruelty's pollution;

Then will the oppress'd their wrongs declare;

The oppressor's arm be slacken'd;

And sunburnt faces may be fair,

And ours as midnight blacken'd.

224.

With all thy heart, in all thy pains,
On thy Redeemer dwell;

For he whose spirit God sustains

Will bear his troubles well.

The world may frown, thy soul may sigh,
And death thy being sever;

Yet shalt thou still exulting fly,
And dwell with God for ever.

225.

Boast not, Reader, of high birth, nor of the splendour of thy connexions; but rather regard corruption as thy father, and the worm as thy mother and thy sister.

226.

Here rests his head until the trump of doom
Shall wake the slumbering tenants of the tomb;
Then shall he rise, the heaven of heavens explore,
And leave the dust of death to die no more.

227.

He combined a peculiar delicacy and simplicity of character with great soundness of judgment and intellectual vigour; maintaining, amidst various privations, and much bodily suffering, an unshaken confidence in the mercy and merits of his Redeemer.

228.

Dost thou wander, child of clay,
O'er the land or watery deep?
While thou journeyest on thy way,
As thou sowest thou shalt reap.

Be it evil, day and night

Evil in thy path shall grow;
Disappointment, wild affright,
Present pain and future woe.

Be it good, then good shall rise:
Dost thou God through Christ adore?
Onward hasten to the skies:

Thou art bless'd for evermore.

229.

Ambition, honour, wealth, and worldly pride,
The painted bubbles mortal men adore,
Burst, when they come in contact with the tomb,
And all their glittering hues are seen no more.

230.

His knowledge was excellent, for he had been taught the "fear of the Lord:" his riches were great, for he had the "pearl of great price" in his possession.

231.

A stranger from across the sea

Lies here: his name it matters not;

In heaven it may remember'd be,
When this his tombstone is forgot.

232.

I had a flower, a beauteous flower: it was my hope and trust;

Death rudely snapp'd its slender stem, and left it in the dust.

O sad it was that cruel death my joy away should

fling!

And sadder still that I should trust so fair and frail a thing!

They tell me that some future day my floweret will arise

In fairer, brighter colours dress'd, and bloom amid the skies:

If this be true, 'tis all in vain that I should sorrow

here,

No; I will learn the way to heaven, and seek my floweret there.

233.

Awake, fond dreamer, leave thy syren lay-
Gird up thy loins-quickly thy staff command-
Put sandals on thy feet, and haste away--
For thou art journeying to a distant land,
And hast no time to tarry. Dost thou stand?
Escape thou for thy life! Thy soul to bind
Temptations strong are ready - Death's at
hand:-

On thy Redeemer call with heart and mind:
Sure as thy soul shall seek, so sure thy soul shall
find.