Reply to the foregoing—(by Rev. S. B.). PAGE 9 19 (7) Mary: at the Cross and Sepulchre.. Dedication, for Miss E. S. C.'s Album Mary. Written for Miss Mary E.'s Album To my Father, distant from home—(by E. L. F.). Consolatory Reflections. To Mrs. P. of Savannah Dirge. In memory of Mrs. L. F. Green To Elvira. On the death of her Sister Voice of Friendship; breathed responsive Tribute of Respect, to Andrew Jackson THE LAST OF HIS FAMILY. "O! who would inhabit this bleak world, alone!" VISIONS of early life! how rife with joy! When Love Maternal clasped her youngest boy! How float ye o'er awakening Memory's gaze, And picture scenes, light with prismatick rays! The light of heaven first struck my infant sight, Where, round the household, every scene was bright; Where Love parental round its offspring twined, And fondly trained for Heaven the nascent mind; Where Love connubial warmed the parents' breast, And five loved children those dear parents blest. That Sire, ordained to guard religion's shrine, Priest of the Cross, in panoply divine, Dispensed, each Sabbath, Life's vivifick word, And plead the cause of his ascended Lord. So, o'er his dome the holy influence ran, And taught the wondrous love of God to man. (9) Thus each young mind was early led to know, Ye scenes of happiness! too bright to last!— Soon was this day with gloomy clouds o'ercast. Firm health, which erst had cheered that loved domain, Was soon supplanted by disease and pain: Death sought his victims :—with resistless art, His minister, Consumption, aimed the dart! Oh! hast thou seen the gay, the lovely flower, Its glories fade, in spite of culture's toil? -See, see, removed to yonder sea-girt Isle, One lovely FLOWER!-'Fond parents' prayers, the while, Once more to bear her to her much-loved home. But ah, what words—what limner's magick art, The next in order-lo! that MOTHER lies -I then was young :-but, oh! that death-bed scene My Mother dead!—at thy loved name, the tear |