For every hair upon her head, a crore
Of years in Swerza."
I think I know women who would esteem it a mercy to be allowed to pass away with him, if the Eternal had not set his "canon 'gainst self-slaughter." This prohibition the Indian wots not of, but mounts the pile believing as thoroughly as Abraham did when he placed Isaac on the altar, that God wills it so. They were equally mistaken; and this suggests that we may all be very much surprised when we come to understand rightly, how very seldom the unknown requires any sacrifice of what is pleasing to us in this present world of his. It seems to me it is not God but men who are disposed to make the path so very thorny.
Gray's Tomb.
Upon Gray's own tomb there is inscribed:
"One morn I missed him on the accustomed hill.
Along the heath, and near his favorite tree;
Another came, nor yet beside the rill,
Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he."