Cemetery of Père La Chaise

CEMETERY OF PERE LA CHAISE.

AN extensive and rising ground a short distance from, and commanding a fine view of, Paris:—on the left, is seen a Convent, situated on mount Calvary, and, in the centre (crowned with windmills,) are the *Heights of Montmartre*.

This is, indeed, an highly interesting, imposing, and gratifying spot,—where the numerous sacred tributes to the memory of those who are gone

“ To that undiscover'd country

“ From whose bourne no traveller returns,”

where, rank, “vain pomps, and glories, pleasures,—nonsense”—and “little brief
“authorities,”—of the present world,—are levell'd to, and all terminate in, the same

“ Ci-Git”!—

And, “ where—to be born and die,

“ Of rich and poor,—makes all the history,”

Proclaim, tho' silently,

“ As strongly, as proofs of Holy Writ.”

“ That paint we ere so thick,

“ To that complexion it *must* come at last !

“ For nothing can we call our own, but Death,

“ And that small model of the barren earth

“ Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.”

Relatives of the departed are seen, either, prostrate in prayer, or weeding the little en-closures, and decking their tombs with garlands of flowers!—Passing,—is one returning from the performance of this pleasing-melancholy duty, to, perhaps, a beloved partner! who long

“ Hung like a jewel about his neck,

“ Yet never lost her lustre !”