The Early Records of the Town ...

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Dedham Transcript Press, 1888 - Dedham (Mass.)
 

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Page 284 - WHY do we mourn departing friends, Or shake at death's alarms? 'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends, To call them to his arms.
Page 255 - The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labor and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
Page 253 - Smitten friends Are angels sent on errands full of love ; For us they languish, and for us they die...
Page 284 - Forgive, blest shade, the tributary tear, That mourns thy exit from a world like this; Forgive the wish that would have kept thee here, And stayed thy progress to the seats of bliss. No more confined to groveling scenes of night, No more a tenant pent in mortal clay. Now should we rather hail thy glorious flight, And trace thy journey to the realms of day.
Page 268 - EPITAPH ON AN INFANT. ERE Sin could blight or Sorrow fade, Death came with friendly care ; The opening bud to Heaven conveyed And bade it blossom there.
Page 283 - Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on His breast I lean my head, And breathe my life out sweetly there.
Page 255 - His grandfather, Capt. Bolles, of that State, was an officer in the American army during the war of the Revolution. About the beginning of the present century both his grandparents, having become dissatisfied with the institution of slavery, although slaveholders themselves, emigrated to Livingston County, NY, then a new country, taking with them a number of their former slaves, who volunteered to accompany them.
Page 269 - This lovely bud, so young and fair, Called hence by early doom, Just came to show how sweet a flower In Paradise would bloom.
Page 260 - God, who giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ,
Page 292 - How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'T is all thou art, and all the proud shall be!

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