New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1882-09-17
DYING WoRDS or THE GREAT
Etom The Eoslon TranscripL

From The boston transcript
DIR. Johnson passing away amid a tumnlt OF IN
casincss and fear SAID to one who stood close be
side his bed, God bless you, my dear Inc ceIc-
brated DR. Adams. rector OF the high Scho0l oil
Edinburgh in some moments of deirium preceding
his death, whispered, " IL ~ growing dark, boys p;
stretching forth his hand, you may Coz Queen
Elizabeth OF England. lying on her royal couch
was heard to moan out the heartrending words,
as She closed her eyes forever All my possessions
for one moment Of timeP But the noble Wesley
simply exclaimed, in calmness of spirit, The best
of all Is. God is with US" Poor Robert Burns. out
OF his head when he drew his last breath, cried,
Oh, don't let the awkward squad fire over me !"
How curious. indeed that Lord Thurlow should
have cried ont, as he passed away, I'm shot II ]
don't believe I'm dying"
=" All mes eHtans Won cannot crS as much for me
as have made yOu laugh in my time" so said the
brilliant wit OF France Scarron, as he lay dying that
hour with host OF weeping friends around him.
1t was a Christian phllOsophe: like John Locke
who exclaimed with his latest breath that solemn
dav, Oh. the depth of the riches OF the goodness
and knowledge OF God" bow strange to think
that the great Mirabcau, after life of such Wild
dIscOrd should have cred ont tTantcally, as he lay
waiting for the last change Music Let me die
to the sound of delicious music! Washington,
with the smile OF a SAINT looked up INTO tne lace
of his weeping wife for the last tune rs she bent
over him at Mt. Vernon that dismal day and calmly
said as lie crossed his arms above his noble heart,
1t is well" And The last words OF LutheGs
friend, MelancthOn, wonderfully striking. 1t
seems TO me. The former asked him that hour u he
desired anything. No, Luther; no! Nothing.
nothing but heaven" he answered, and died with
a smile upon his face The ruling passion may be
Sald 10 have been stu strong 18th ChcstefiltIu
when he passed away for the last Ords he uttered
were. GIVE Dayt)llcs q chairV Did poor COwpcr
say anything before he died-he who had always
dreaded even the thought of dyingY Why, 1t Is
said he sank TO rest as peacefully a. Il little chlld.
All but what lid Hobbies the delst say Just before
he Gasped his last breath d" / am taking fearful
leap in the, dark y; but the sweet Herbert said
"Now, Lord. receive my sOulW Dear Guld-miths
pL stefan ashed him a few moments before he
ceased TO breathe II ms mind was at ease. His
mOurnlul answer was No, it is not And vet
not Goldsmith really as lovely character at
heart, as any man who ever hyedf The deaf
beethoven. whose whole soul had been full of
glOIious harmony uehout his life cried out nc
last, Now shall hcarw Ma, we not cherish the
hope that Byron's thoughts were Of God and heaven
when hes SAID AT last, DO YEARLY. must sleep
now"f The sun was shining very brightly IN the
room where the great Humboldt lay dying. and he
SAID, as he watched the beautiful rays How grand
the sunlight. IL seems TO beckOn earth 10 heaven
John Adams and Thomas Jefferson died the same
day. but one said with his last breath. IEdcprnd-
encc forever. aud the other, resign my soul TO
GOd-and my daughter TO my country SIR
Thomas More said TO an attendant, rs he assembled
the scaiiOld on the day of his execution. " prav
shift for myself" beautiful Anne BOleyn Just he
fore she knclt down to lay her head on the block
casped her neck with her hand and SAID q 1t il
small, very small indeed w What could have pos
sessed Franklin to say 10 his friends his death
bed, dying man does nothing wcli"I What a
strange question for Cardinal Beaufort lor any
other man to ask at the last moment OF life
What! ls there no bublng death Z! scott SAID
even when death was creeping very near " feel
as If | were 10 be myself again And Hood. tired
out whispered only the words, Dying, dying"