Alas! the day of my departure from dear Cornwall, therefore unwelcome. I bade a reluctant adieu to all my dear Cornish friends, deeply thankful for the happiness I had enjoyed, during seven months, in this interesting county, and with this interesting family and others; and endeavouring to prepare mentally for other scenes and other persons.
She spent a few days with friends, at Combe, on her way to Bristol, where she arrived on the 4th instant, and closes her diary, shortly after, thus:—
Here ends my Journal of my Cornish visit, (and its appendix at Combe,) for the health, safety, benefit, and enjoyment of which, I feel deep thankfulness to the Giver of all good!
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In her “Lays,” p. 72, there are some lines “on a mother and
daughter, relations of mine, who died at Penzance within a short
time of each other;” beginning:—
Pure, lovely, learned, gifted, pious, wise,
Here, by her mother’s side, Philothea lies.
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In one of Mrs. O.’s notes, she writes, “Of all the books I ever
read, Newton’s ‘Cardiphonia’ (the Bible excepted) did me the
most good.”
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Likenesses of her friends.
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He afterwards corresponded with Mrs. Opie on religious subjects;
and she lent him books, and wrote, giving him christian
advice and instruction. He eventually died in Cornwall, and there
is reason to believe that her efforts were not in vain, and that she
was instrumental in leading him to the only “hiding place from
the wind, and covert from the tempest.”
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CHAPTER XX.