’Tis for us to submit; be our lot what it may,
And all the requirements of Heaven obey.
Lines
Read at a gathering of the oldest people of Wilton, at Miss Sarah Livermore’s, November, 1870.
Now far advanced in life we’re here,
To visit one long held most dear;
Though we have all been young and gay,
Time’s rolling years have worked decay.
Though lingering here on earth’s broad shore,
Life’s journey must be nearly o’er;