...song. There is a remembrance of the dead, to which we turn, even from the charms of the living. 3. Oh, the grave! the grave! It buries every error, covers...down upon the grave, even of an enemy, and not feel a f compunctious + throb, that he should have warred with the poor handful of earth that lies "•"moldering...

...formidable by their numbers', and by their power'; bui He who is with you is mightier than they*. ITT. Who can look down upon the grave', even of an enemy',...compunctious throb' that he should ever have warred' with the pool handful of earth' that lies mouldering before him' 1 How many men were in that iirmy' at the time...

...burning fields, may afford him suspension between life and death. The soul must live on! THE ORATE. OR, the grave! the grave! It buries every error, covers...extinguishes every resentment. From its peaceful bosom springs none but fond regrets, and tender recollections. Who can look down upon the grave, even of...

...venerated teacher. After reading it we felt like adopting the language of Irving, when he says : " Oh, the grave ! — the grave ! It buries every error...of an enemy, and not feel a compunctious throb that ever he should have warred with the poor handful of earth that lies mouldering before him ? But the...

...Even prejudice and envy abate something of their rancor at the grave. In the words of another, 4( O the grave, the grave ! It buries every error, covers...every defect, extinguishes every resentment. From this peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections." Thus death, by removing...

...unheard groans, and pour the unavailing ;ear — bitter, because unheard and unavailing. THE U-llAVE, O, the grave, the grave ! it buries every error, covers...every defect, extinguishes every resentment. From this peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections. "Who can look down even...

...than song. There is a remembrance of the dead to which we turn even from the charms of the living. Oh the grave! — the grave! It buries every error...covers every defect — extinguishes every resentment I From its peaceful bosom spring none bnt fond regrets and tender recollections. Who can look down...

...than song. There is a remembrance of the dead, to which we turn, even from the charms of the living. Oh, the grave! the grave! It buries every error, covers...and not feel a compunctious throb, that he should have warred with the poor handful of earth that lies mouldering before him ? But the grave of those...

...formidable by their numbers', and by their power"; but He who is with you is mighticr than thcy\ III. Who can look down upon the grave', even of an enemy-,...compunctious throb' that he should ever have warred' with the pool handful of earth' that lics mouldering before him* 1 How many men were in that army' at the time...

...of the dead to which we turn even from the charms of the living. Oh ! the grave! the grave! It burys every error, covers every defect, extinguishes every...regrets and tender recollections. Who can look down even upon the grave of an enemy, and not feel a compunctious 3 throb, that he should ever have warred...