Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1872-08-30


Iy ve-y dear friends. sir. and 5frs. slater. vii
iae accept the subj incl lines from their 81 mps-
ring friend, A. % Spaiter. upon the death o
r son Don D. Slater. vho died August nh, 1872
q i5 years, months and days,
Thine only chII re-la.l fr m earth
Iiafh il ms spring time cia med bis birth,
tis heavenly sic celestial, srand.
E7Uohsa.s tac dFoIlsrs in q at LAID,
Where SORROW, sickness. death nor pain
T. ka su ~ o. EfuHa' Com
ai1iAi1ss .oud parents graudsi-e dclr.
A messlrs sweet viii often clecr
NOur So. dene1 hearts for, look above
Son 90 his heavenly home OF love
AID hear you MT iu a.centa soft,
The Inspiration look allf.l
You'll ever feol his pres nee near.
With friends, dear Don did cherish hero
Then cry your tears, ani weep NJ more
Cur Don Is safe upol the shore,
The efutitui, the evcrs-eeD,
Ili skies ali g,ouo1s serene.
lhan let rs mourn not for its ours
&C. Tnov. midst thc heavenly bowers
Hes chant NJ loves Iedsemn- strains
An anthem rap.lr1us. sweet refrain.
The yict0g's Eraud. triumphant song,
Which go all ia tliui souls belccg.
ion, tay tolovai 1Hg dear fiend,
And pupil valued lie did blend
10 his sweet life. The virtues rare:
Nith loving te1Gerness aud care
Fo- all his friends. companions dear.
whom MS large heart enc relied here.
Wen upward look and lis,on long
To catch the echoes Of that song,
Angelic pure. enrapturing. true;
r0r all his friends; ior me-, for you
Ii-'s winning Us from earth away,
70 regions Of unenuins cay.
On! heard sc not In visions sweet,
As he the shining ones did meet,
To bear his rsns0med spirit bright,
To regions Of supsrnsl light;
''Eutsr, enter Young immortal,
Through csio-tial's, GOLDEN portal ~
Such, dear friends, was Do-'s warm greetieg,
such his raptur0us, hlissiGl meeting.
With the redeemed band above;
Toe holy welcome Of their love,
The welc9me sweet, from ar gers bright,
20 their home Cf love and delight,
Low and cladnoss shan there Increase,
Wi;h goodness, purity and pe2ce;
There viii the happy angel band,
Thedwa'iers midst the INNER lanf,
r. ilice, and strike their harps anew,
Nith heavenly melody AID tue,
As weary souls enter the rest,
Prepared ior the faithful and blest,
Ad0rstion joy, peace and love,
Fi.leth each heart in realms above;
Faithful and true Ger let Us be,
Soon may we Join thor company.
srThe dear. gone before" are not dead,
They arc living. while tears We shed,
Richly garianded are they now,
Amarantnine wrea;hs deck their brow -
Grsteful, onward, upward we'H %,
While journeying midst sorrows wee.
cur God doth try US dot5 chastso,
That VIC may press toward the prize,
With eaeer steps, aspiring high
Ready 10 bless our God is nigh.
Thitherw.rd may our hopes ascend;
Thitheryard may our footsteps tend.
Our elder brother, thee doth wat,
Inviting Us within tho gate
OF bles.cducss, Of Joy, OF love
Found ia the mansions, pure, above.
This love IS bouDdiess, lasti'g, tue,
Ercl-clin@ u each day anew.
Our only soasl Tear Don was thine,
And Iion-y 4 beloved, was mine
Hc.h have ascendet; are not here
Then much loved frisLd', we neod not fear -
Bat pressing onward, hope 70 dwell,
Where meier is head The sad farewell.
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