...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...every defect — extinguishes every resentment ! From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections. Who can look down upon the...

...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...every defect — extinguishes every resentment ! From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections. Who can look down upon the...

...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...every defect — extinguishes every resentment ! From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections. Who can look down upon the...

...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...every defect — -extinguishes every resentment! From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections. Who can look down upon the...

...for ever ; And then in solitude and blight are left — ELIZA dear, forget it never ! STANZAS. ' Oh the grave !— the grave !— It buries every error—...covers every defect —extinguishes every resentment !" " Sketch Boot." I. COLD Grave ! methinks, 'twere sweet, to rest Within thy lone but peaceful breast...

...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...every defect — extinguishes every resentment ! From its peaceful bosom spring none butfond regrets and tender recollections. Who can look down upon the...

...grave ! — It buries every errour — covers every defect — extinguishes every resentment. From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections. Who can look down upon the grave even of an enemy, -and not feel a compunctuous throb, that he should ever have warred...

...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...every defect — extinguishes every resentment ! From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections. Who can look down upon the...

...— It buries every errour' — covers every defect' — extinguishes every resentment'! — From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections'. Who can kick down upon the grave even of an enemy', and not feel a^lmpunctious throb', that he should ever...

...grave! the grave! It buries every error—covers every defect—extinguishes every resentment. From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections. Who can look down upon the grave, even of an enemy, and not feel a compunctious throb that ever he should have warred...