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Letter, 2 June 1859, pages 10-15 (Transcriptions Needed)

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<blockquote>within her breast. Gently! She is sleeping, She has breathed her last, Gently! While you're weeping She to heaven has pass'd.</blockquote>

And here are four lines of poetry that seem so truthful that I cannot hep transcribing them. The fair authoress has been walking in one of the large cemeteries where a particular spot is laid off for the burial of infants, and thinking o'er these <q>Little Graves</q>, she says:

<blockquote>There's many an empty cradle, there's many a vacant bed, There's many a lonely bosom, whose life and joy have fled, For thick in every graveyard the little hillocks lie, And every hillock represents and Angel in the sky.</blockquote>

[[left margin]] He's gone.[/left margin]]

[[left margin]]The entrance of the father[/left margin]]

[[left margin]]The effect upon him[/left margin]]

[[left margin]]Resignation and hopeful request.[/left margin]]

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within her breast.
Gently!
She is sleeping,
She has breathed her last,
Gently!
While you're weeping
She to heaven has pass'd.

There's many an empty cradle, there's many a
vacant bed,
There's many a lonely bosom, whose life and joy have
fled,
For thick in every graveyard the little hillocks lie,
And every hillock represents and Angel in the sky.

left margin He's gone.[/left margin]]

left marginThe entrance of the father[/left margin]]

left marginThe effect upon him[/left margin]]

left marginResignation and hopeful request.[/left margin]]