In Memoriam. ELEGY: ON THE DEATH OF MY SISTER'S MOST SWEET AND LOVELY LITTLE BABE, RACHEL ANN JONES. Born, October 15th, A. D. 1838. Died, August 23d, A. D. 1839. Aged 10 months and 8 days. TO THE MOTHER. Sister Julia:-You desired me to write a few lines on the Death of your sweet RACHEL ANN. This sheet contains them. But I fear, they sink far below your feelings on the subject. Ah! who can feel a Mother's Love, save her alone? Who mourn the Child in Death like her who bore it? None, my Julia-none. On her heart alone true Sorrow sits; and all her thoughts—the true sublime. Imagination, on her swiftest wing, can never reach a Mother's piteous moans, or sighs sublime, for her loved Babe in death; nor, at the fountain head of Sorrow, drain one tear, so pure, bright, beautiful as hers. Hope not, Sister, then, to find in all this Elegy, one thought worthy of your own. I wroteI wrote-wrote as I felt, and felt as I wrote. Then pardon, Julia, if I've wrote amiss, and let a Sister's love, smile out its heaven of charity on him Who loves you with a Brother's love, WOODMANSEE. (51) |