...the grave, Earth, air and waters ministering particles Now to the elements Resolv'd, their uses done. Not to the grave, not to the grave, my Soul, Follow thy friend beloved, Oftdn together have we talk'd of death/ How sweet it were to see All doubtful things made clear, How...

...the grave. Earth, air and waters ministering particles Now to the elements Resolv'd, their uses done. Not to the grave, not to the grave, my Soul, Follow thy friend befoved, The Spirit is not there ! Often together have we talk'd of death, • How sweet it were to...

...grave, Earth, air, and water, ministering particles, Now to the elements Resolved, their uses done. Not to the grave, not to the grave, my soul, Follow thy friend beloved. The spirit is not there ! Often together have we talk'd of deathHow sweet it were to see All doubtful...

...outgrows them not, We do not cast them off, Oh if it could be so It were indeed a dreadful thing to die ? Not to the grave, not to the grave, my Soul, Follow...companies thy solitude ; Think that he holds with theu Mysterious intercourse ; And tho' Remembrance wake a tear There will be joy in grief. HISTORY....

...the grave, Earth, air and waters ministering particles Now to the elements Resolv'd, their uses done. Not to the grave, not to the grave, my Soul, Follow thy friend beloved, The Spirit is not there ! H6 Often together have we lalk'd of death ; How sweet it were to see All...

...dust, Air, earth, and water's ministrant particles Now to their elements Resolved, their uses done. Not to the grave, not to the grave, my soul, Follow thy friend belov'd ! " The whole of this rhymeless ode is equally solemn, just, and impressive. Probably you have...

...contemplate The form that once was dear, The spirit is not there.'' And the same stanza ends — " Not to the grave, not to the grave, my soul, Follow thy friend beloved, The spirit is not there." We are not censuring this, or other individual instances : it is the habit...

...said — " Not to the grave — not to the grave follow thy friend beloved ; the spirit is not there. But in the lonely hour — but in the evening walk, think that he companies thy solitude; and, though remembrance wake a. tear, there will be joy in grief." Mr. Manners entered the room, and...

...could be so, It were a dreadful thing indeed to die ! Not to the grove, not to the grave, ray son), Follow thy friend beloved ; But in the lonely hour — But in the evening walk — Think that lie 'companies thy solitude , Think that he holds with thee Mysterious intercourse; And if remembrance...

...them not, We do not cast them off: Oh, if it could be so, It were indeed a dreadful thing to die ! Not to the grave, not to the grave, my soul, Follow thy Friend belov'd ! But in the lonely hour, But in the ev'ning walk, Think that he holds with thee Mysterious...