Springfield Republican, 1841-05-08

From the Hartford Patriot. The following lines wore written by Miss Mary Ann Dodd, of this city: - TO THE MEMORY OF MRS. HARRIET A. PORTER. Thou deepest! - and so very still thou art, 'Phus in that deep unbroken slumber lying; I watch to see the beating of thy heart, Or some emotion o'er thy features flying: Sad ones are gathered round thee wildly weeping - Why shed thy tears for one so calmly sleeping? How fixed, how statue-like thy resting seems I 1 hear no sigh forth from thy bosom stealing, Such as is often linked with troubled dreams, - Thy weary heart's unquiet state revealing : Thy placid look unto my thoughts replying, Says thou art ever freed from pain and sighing. How beautiful! the soft and glossy hair A portion of that pure high forehead shading; The still, wan lips, - the cheek so cold and fair, Like a white rose upon a snow-wreath fading; The marble lid over the dark eye closing, And the long lash on the pale cheek reposing. Can this be death ? Comes he in such sweet guise, - The cherished idol from our bosom taking; Ilas his cold hand sealed up those gentle eyes In the calm sleep that knows no earthly waking? Deceitful Death, thus to the fond gaze leaving The casket fair, while of the gem bereaving. Yes, this is death ! to the dark silent tomb, In all thy loveliness thou wilt be taken; Spring's balmy gales, and Summers wealthof bloom, To life and health can thee no more awaken: How little dreamed we, of so soon beholding The coffin and the shroud thy form enfolding.

From the Lady's Companion. A VISIT TO MOUNT VERNON. BY ANN S. STEPHENS. After a time our road became brok broken - en broken and ran through a grove of consider considerable - able considerable extent. I was looking with strange interest at a bush of laurel, which grew In full blossom, deep in the wood, the first 1 had seen for years, when one of my companions observed that we were in the Mount Vernon grounds. It awoke me from a dream of my early home, which had been awakened by a sight of that bush - a feeling of awe came over me, for I felt that the ground whereon we trod was holy. We rode forward in silence - for our party grad gradually - ually gradually became subdued in spirit, as we approached the tomb of Washington - Washingtonwhen when Washingtonwhen from a bend in the road before us, came a lady and gentleman on horseback. The lady was a slight, graceful girl, probably about nineteen, in a blue habit and black riding cap. - Iler horse was a small slender bay, and she rode forward with a more than usu usual - al usual grace. I did not observe more of her companion, than that he was slight and seemed gentlemanly, for one of our company whispered that the young la lady - dy lady was a daughter of the Washington family. She rode slowly by our car-

Rest thee in peace! - Thou hast been called to meet 'The babe who went a little while before thee; Soon will its loving eyes thy coming greet, - Its seraph wings e'en now are hovering o'er thee. Thanks be to God! there is a hope remaining, In this sad hour the mourner's heart sustaining. Hope in a Saviour, v?hu with dying b^deftij, \ ; To the tried sohl hath a sure promisa gweil, f. That all who triumph over sin and death, Shad walk in vd,:te>vitn4l«? itjl^m,;dh| Heaved; And ever / heart a s Ncs^divor3s Iccjeivihg. i Shall find sweet peace and comfort in believing. Hartford, March 25th.

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