Original Poetry
... Orginal WOEt. I DEATH. - Hrw many t'ihiimJ touldat 1Tou hare, insaliale grare y Death ! thy far and shaduwy land is flied with a Pale and spectral Land, And comnest thou yet ? Spare I 0 spare! Nor rifle our home of its young and fair. There are old and feeble Crowding thy way, With their faltering steps and locks of grey These for thy summons wait and pray, Then take nut our loved and young ...