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SUPPLEMENT TO THE CONNECTICUT COURANT.
MARCH 6, 1832.
From the Boston Recorder.
These, when the altar of their God they serve ON THE DEATH OF THE REV. DR. ELIAS with hallow'd zeal, CORNELIUS.
Shall wear thy memory on their heart, an ever6 All ye that are about him, bemoan him, and all ye that
Jasting seal. know his name, say, How is the strong staff bruken !- I hear a voice of wailing, from the islands of the and the beawiful rod:"Jeremiah 48: i7.
sea, It cannot be, It cannot be, that thou art on thy Salvation's distant heralds mourn on the heatben bier!
shores for thee,But yesterday in all the prime of life's unspent | Thy constant love like Gilead's balm refresh'd
their weary mind, I've seen the forest's noblest tree laid low when And with the holy Evarts' name, thine own was lightnings shine,
strongly twjo'd ; And the column in its majesty torn from the tem. But thou from their astonish'd gaze hast like a ple-shrine,
vision Bed, But little deemed that ice so soon would check Just wrapt his mantle round thy breast, then join'd thy vital stream,
him with the dead. Or the sun that soar'd without a cloud thus veil Farewell! we yield thee to the grave with many its noon-tide beam.
a bitter tear, I've seen thee in thy glory stand while all around Though 'twas not meet a soul like thine should was bush'd,
longer tarry here ; And seraph wisdom from thy lips, in tones of Fond clustering hopes have sunk with thee that music gush'd;
earth can ne'er restore ; For thou with willing hand didst lay at joyous Love casts a garland on thy turf that may not blos. morning's hour,
som more ; Down at the feet of Him who gave, thy beauty and But thou art where the dream of Hope doth in thy power,
fruition fade, Thou for the helpless sous of woe didst plead with And love immortal and refined, glow on without words of fame,
L. H. S. And boldly strike the rocky heart, in thy Redeem- Hartford, February 12th, 1832.
er's name. And lo! that withering race who fade as dew
From the New York Observer. 'neath Summer's ray,
VISIT TO THE ISLE OF WIGHT. Who like the rootless weed are toss'd from their
Messrs Editors,- In compliance with your own earth away, Who trusted to a nation's vow, but found that faith request, I herewith send you so much of the was vain,
account of my visit to the Isle of Wight, as And to their fathers' sepulchres return no more relates chiefly to the “ Tracts” written by the again,
Rev. Legh Richmond, the scenes of which They need thy blended eloquence of lip and eye are laid in that enchanting spot. It is but a and brow,
part of a letter, hastily written to my family, They need the righteous as a shield, why art I ought to add, that I had not read the thou absent now?
“ Dairyman's Daughter" for a nuinber of
years before writing the letter, nor had I at Long shall thine image freshly dwell beside their that time seen the interesting description
ancient streams, Or mid their wanderings far and wide shall gild Dr. Milnor.
of a tour to the Isle of Wight, by the Rev. their alien dreams,
A. W. (ves. For Heaven to their sequester'd haunts thine ear. ly steps did guide,
Park Place, Feb. 9, 1832. And the Cherokee hath blest thy prayer, his On the fourth of July, (1831,) we* left cabin-hearth beside,
Bath and proceeded on our way to Souththe Osage orphan meekly breath'd her sorrows
We to thine ear,
ampton---distance about sixty iniles. And the losty warrior knelt him down with passed through a highly cultivated and des
lightful country, but not through many popstrange, repentant tear.
ulous towns. Salisbury, the capital of the see a consecrated throng of youthful watchmen county of Wiltshire, contains about ten rise,
thousand inhabitants. It is midway between Still girding on for Zion's sake, their heaven. Bath and Southainpton, situated upon a dead wrought panoplies ;
level, laid out with much regularity, and These in their solitudes obscure thy generous ardor sought,
My travelling companions were Mrs. S••••*, And gathering with a tireless hadd up to the tem. of New York, the Rev. Mr. Green of Boston, ple brought :
and Professor Hovey, of Amherst College,
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