Have they not 'scaped the strife,
The snares, the sins, the woes that stain
This pilgrimage of life?
Oh heart of sorrowing Love, be strong!
Tho' tenderest ties are riven,
For do not earth's bereavments aid
The angel-chant of Heaven.
Died at Hartford, January 26th, 1862, aged 61.
We did not think it would be so;—