We and Our Kinsfolk: Ephraim and Rebekah Waterman Briggs, Their Descendants and Ancestors. With a Few Collateral BranchesMary Balch Briggs Beacon Press, 1887 - 144 Seiten |
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ABIGAIL ancestor ANDROS April August Barnstable BENJAMIN BETSEY Bible born at Halifax Boston Bradford Brewster Bristol brother Capt CHARLES chil church CLARKE College Crane Cummington Cushman Damaris DANIEL DANIEL BRIGGS daughter of Rev Deacon Richard DEANE death December December 26 descendants died Dorchester dren Edward Elder ELIZABETH England Ephraim and Rebekah EPHRAIM BRIGGS Fairchild father February February 19 FRANCIS freeman GEORGE GOODWIN Halifax HANNAH HOLMES Illinois Isaac Allerton January 17 January 25 John July July 13 June KINGMAN KINGSBURY land Lewis Lieut lived Mansfield March March 16 March 29 MARIA married Martha Massachusetts Mayflower MERCY Merriam minister mother Norton November November 13 October October 25 pastor Plymouth Plympton REBECCA resides Rhode Island Ribble RICHARD BRIGGS ROBERT WATERMAN ROBINSON Samuel SARAH second wife September September 25 Shurtleff SOPHIA Stephen Hopkins SUSANNA Swansey Taunton Thomas THOMPSON Tillson town Virginia widow William York young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 74 - Ye sigh not when the sun, his course fulfilled, His glorious course, rejoicing earth and sky, In the soft evening, when the winds are stilled, Sinks where his islands of refreshment lie, And leaves the smile of his departure, spread O'er the warm-colored heaven and ruddy mountain head.
Seite 74 - Why weep ye then for him, who, having won. The bound of man's appointed years, at last, Life's blessings all enjoyed, life's labors done, Serenely to his final rest has passed; While the soft memory of his virtues, yet, Lingers like twilight hues, when the bright sun is set?
Seite 74 - And woman's tears fell fast, and children wailed aloud. Then rose another hoary man and said, In faltering accents, to that weeping train, " Why mourn ye that our aged friend is dead ? Ye are not sad to see the gathered grain, Nor when their mellow fruit the orchards cast, Nor when the yellow woods shake...
Seite 74 - Meekly he gave his being up and went To share the holy rest that waits a life well spent. " That life was happy ; every day he gave Thanks for the fair existence that was his ; For a sick fancy made him not her slave, To mock him with her phantom miseries. No chronic tortures racked his aged limbs, For luxury and sloth had nourished none for him.
Seite 74 - Then rose another hoary man, and said, In faltering accents, to that weeping train, " Why mourn ye that our aged friend is dead ? Ye are not sad to see the gathered grain, Nor when their mellow fruit the orchards cast, Nor when the yellow woods shake down the ripened mast.
Seite 3 - My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth; But higher far my proud pretensions rise,— The son of parents passed into the skies!
Seite 121 - THE WHOLE BOOK OF PSALMES, collected into English Meeter, by Thomas Sternhold, John Hopkins and others, conferred with the Hebrew, with apt notes to sing them withall.
Seite 120 - He was a man of a humble and broken heart and spirit, lively in dispensation of the word of God, studious of peace, furnished with godly contentment, willing to spend, and to be spent, for the cause of the church of Christ.
Seite 48 - Yet, when my eyes, now dim With tears, I turn to him, The vision vanishes — he is not there! I walk my parlor floor, And through the open door I hear a footfall on the chamber stair; I'm stepping toward the hall To give the boy a call ; And then bethink me that — he is not there!
Seite 74 - And I am glad, that he has lived thus long, And glad, that he has gone to his reward ; Nor deem, that kindly nature did him wrong, Softly to disengage the vital cord. When his weak hand grew palsied, and his eye Dark with the mists of age, it was his time to die.