Constitutional Whig. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1824-1832, 1827-08-18
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FOR THE CONSTITUTIONAL WING.
Li-fES o." THE DE.aT'Y OF THE REID
U.I. III. I!I{.U;R.

w III. !II.UER.
Inc sinw procession moves with solemn t!rad
10 thdt sad spot where Col!iy Sleep the dead,
Where OFT affections w;ldly-.ushias
Has eemmed the SOD or sparkled ON the bier;
The earth, last home of man, opcS its breast
And calls another of death 20 resi-
: ct ere the Notwithstanding clud shall fall.
Ere tho cold frame shall leave the mourufu pail.
Sdy why does anguish b,i-t every heart,
Why does each eye with irenzied sorrow dart.
One lingering glance as If the look il gave
TO that pale form, that widely-yawnng grave,
Told OF Il woe so deep that cold aud weak
Would language prove its agony to speak.
All! blame them not, if scarce one hope can throw
It's Frightening glimpse upon that scene of woe,
Ii sraIcc the Joy which tlea ven affords canb,;na
Ome Thought Of con,fnrt on its dowuy VIM;
Can the bowed spirit mount above the skies
When Winners pallii form fore them !;ess
Alas. now or with fixed attentive ear
ihey sat the accents OF his voice 10 hear,
Nhat pious awe, what holy rapture giowi
As from his lips in sweet pcrsiason ilow'd
nat sacred e!oquence whose touching art
oo"Hue1 the Judgment, while it the hea.i
On! dear to science, long in lcarnin.'s dome
ne aspiring thoughts OF youth TO thee Shall roam;
st' shall tiny wise instruction deeply fraush,
p With sense a nd virtue lingcr on the thought,
And too pcrc'lance when life S ambitious race
w it'll teveriSh toll its memory may etiace,
Thy voice i'll still reflection sober hour
May speak gain i'll ali its genie power,
Aud from the worlds rude jars and tllorny track
10 peace and virtue lure the wauderer back.
Shalt mourn in Faiths desEie this fatal blow;
What though by Heaven taught nope thy streaming eye.
Can leave the grave, and pierce the distant skies,
What though amidst thy grief thy rup;vred
ihe loud hosannas of the bles can hear,
While on thy rapt and soaring fancy floats
Inc burst melod;ous Of ANGELIC notes
ati!! must thou weep, when to that silent fauc
" mere late his voice head thou tucnSt again.
How g'ow'd thy heart when swelling through thy dome
tForsaken lang, tie solitary home
vi rum and silence. = loud aud full awGke
The hymn sf praise, from f.rvent lips that broke
Hien where the fathers knel, the children
10 raise anew the long exnguislied hane-
A"d he like hrigh, herald Of the skies
Babe the fond heart 10 heavenly hopes mise
III like the patriarch on whose kmdling dream
Descending angels bright appeared to Beam,
lie seenl'd 20 WOO them from their iallow'd sphere
III guardian ministry to hover
Alay. now changed-mute solitude a.a,n
tsurrS the spot IN latk and brea,hlas, reign
Inc Sabbath comes, hIest day of praise and prayer
But he they th!0nsd 10 meet, more is there;
n" more his voice shall join the hymn of praise,
No his tongue the deep-tod prayer SHALL raise
Or truth divine, with deeper icrvor fraught
Eisathe from his lips and chain tine captirc thought,
The hymn is hushH, the holy prayer is DER,
Stilled is each sound, nd closed the silent door
The si,iire is de5olate--t the sacred f.e
Now awhile in darkness to cxpire:
Oer manhood's cheek the tear uublilrn steals,
Fond won,ans louder wall her woe reveals,
And artless childhood'S pure and siness tear
Drops on htS grave, vino to all hearts was dear.
But there is deeper woe what moving strain
Gould speak the widows suul-subduing pain!
AIT has no sEiii Ind harmony III spell
IN measured frame the orphans woes to tell,
They il. the silent Cha nlbcr still nd deep,
The severed ties Of fond affection weep;
TO human power, their lonely hearts an cheer
M human hand can wipe the bitter tear;
Ills Heaven alone the soothing BALM eau pour,
And lie who gave the wound alone can cure.
FAREWELL though short thy stay, such virtue threw
tie jrlIs ,,,It ',un- .I,at &C.,
Natur q and ripcmsd in short an hour,
That scarce the bud formed ere blown the flower:
And il must flourish OnS-emba!Ued in tears
Above thy grave lis deal ie5S bloom il rears;
Der every heart its lasting fragrance throws,
Aud nurSed by sorrow, mere luxurGnt grows.