and terrestrial Things.

What did the

little hafty Sojourner find fo forbidding and disgustful in our upper World, to occafion its precipitant Exit 'Tis written, indeed, of its fuffering Saviour, that when He had tafted the Vinegar mingled with Gall, He would not drink: And did our new come Stranger begin to fip the Cup of Life, but, perceiving the Bitterness, turn away its Head, and refuse the Draught? Was this the Cause, why the wary Babe only open'd its Eyes, just looked on the Light, and then withdrew into the more inviting Regions of undisturb'd Repose?

O! fortunate Voyager, that wast no fooner launched, than arrived at the Haven! But more happy they, who have paffed the Waves, and weathered all the Storms, of a troublesome and dangerous World; who, "through many Tribulations, have entered

into the Kingdom of Heaven;" and thereby brought Honour to their Divine Convoy, adminiftred Comfort to the Companions of their Toil, and left an inftructive Example to fucceeding Pilgrims.

O! happy Probationer! accepted without being exercifed! It was thy peculiar Privilege

lege not to feel the flighteft of those Evils which afflict thy furviving Kindred; which frequently fetch Groans from the most manly Fortitude, or moft elevated Faith. The Arrows of Calamity, barbed with Anguish, are often planted deep in our choicest Comforts. The fiery Darts of Temptation, shot from the Hand of Hell, are always flying in Showers around our Integrity. To thee, fweet Babe, both these Distresses and Dangers were alike unknown. ing Parents, and dry up your Tears. Why should you lament, that your little ones are crown'd with Victory, before the Sword was drawn, or the Conflict begun! - At the fame time, let Survivors, doomed to bear the Heat and Burden of the Day, reflect, for their Encouragement, That it is more honourable to have enter'd the Lifts, and to have fought the good Fight, before they come off Conquerors. Thefe, having glorified their Redeemer on Earth, will, probably, be as Stars of the first Magnitude in Heaven. They will fhine with brighter Beams, be replenished with ftronger Joys, in their LORD's everlasting Kingdom.

Confider this, ye mourn

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HERE lies the Grief of a fond Mother, and the blafted Expectations of an indulgent. Father. The Touth grew up, like a wellwatered Plant; he fhot deep, rose high, and bid fair for Manhood: But juft as the Cedar farer began to tour, and promised ere long to be the Pride of the Wood, and Prince among the neighbouring Trees;

behold! The

Ax is laid unto the Root; the fatal Blow ftruck; and all its branching Honours tumbled to the Duft. And did he fall alone?

O! no: The Hopes of his Father that begat him, and the pleafing Profpects of her that bare him, fell, and were crushed together with him.

DOUBTLESS, it would have pierced one's Heart, to have beheld the tender Parents following the breathlefs Boy to his long Home: Perhaps, drowned in Tears, and all overwhelmed with Sorrows, they ftood, like weeping Statues, on this very Spot. Methinks, I fee the deeply-diftreffed Mourn ers attending the fad Solemnity: How they wring their Hands, and pour Floods from their Eyes! Is it Fancy or do I really hear the paffionate Mother, in an Agony of Affliction, taking her final Leave of the

wring

Darling of her Soul? Dumb fhe remained while the awful Obfequies were performing; dumb with Grief, and leaning upon the Partner of her Woes. But now the inward Anguifh ftruggles for big to be repreffed. Brink of the Grave.

Vent; it grows too
She advances to the
All her Soul is in her

Eyes. She faftens one more Look upon the dear doleful Object, before the Pit fhuts its Mouth upon him. And as the looks fhe cries;

in broken Accents, interrupted by many a rifing Sob, fhe cries, "Farewell, my Son! my Son! my only Beloved! - Would to Gop I had died for thee!

Fare

well, my Child! and farewell, all my "earthly Happiness! I fhall never more "fee Good in the Land of the Living. Attempt not to comfort me.

I will go mourning all my Days, till my grey દ "Hairs come down with Sorrow to the "Grave."

FROM this affecting Representation, let Parents be convinced, how highly it concerns them to cultivate the Morals, and Secure the immortal Interests of their Chil dren. If you really love the Offspring of your own Bodies; if your Bowels yearn

over those amiable Pledges of conjugal Endearment; O! fpare no Pains; give all Diligence, I intreat you, to "bring them up in the Nurture and Admonition of "the LORD." Then may you have Joy in their Life, or Confolation in their Death: If their Span is prolong'd, their unblameable and ufeful Conduct will be the Staff of your Age, and a Balm for declining Nature. Or, if the Number of their Years be cut off in the midft, you may commit their Remains to the Duft, with much the fame comfortable Expectations, and with infinitely more exalted Views, than you fend the Survivors to Places of genteel Education. You may commit them to the Ground, with chearing Hopes of receiving them again Ito your Arms, inexpreffibly improved in every noble and endearing Accomplishment.

'Tis certainly a fevere Trial, and much more afflictive than I am able to imagine, to refign a lovely blooming Creature, sprung from your own Loins, to the gloomy Receffes of Corruption; after having been long dandled upon your Knees, united to your Affections by a thousand Ties of Tendernefs, and now become both "the Delight

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