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Address Delivered at the Consecration of the Springfield Cemetery, September 5th, 1841 (Classic Reprint)

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Address Delivered at the Consecration of the Springfield Cemetery, September 5th, 1841 (Classic Reprint)

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Excerpt from Address Delivered at the Consecration of the Springfield Cemetery, September 5th, 1841 Nor does this reverence cease when the dead are hidden from our eyes. It follows them to the grave, and makes us regard as sacred the place where we have laid them. The burial place is the favorite retreat of the thoughtful; it calms all troubled feelings - it is the place where many holy lives begin - where the unfortunate are most reconciled to this world, and the gay most concerned for the other. When our friends depart, we hang over these places with profound in terest, because here it is that we lose them. Up to this place we can follow them, through all changes of joy and sorrow, of life and death. But hitherto shalt thou come, and no farther is written on the por tal of the tomb. Here is the boundary, beyond which they cannot return - beyond which we cannot go. No wonder then that it chains attention; it is like the spot in the ocean, where we have seen some gallant ship go down. And now I say, it is nature - that is - the God of nature, who inspires this feeling in the human breast. L have heard some men say, that they care net what becomes of their remains when they are gone. It may be so - they may say so of themselves if they will. But if' they say that they care not What he comes of the remains of their friends when they are gone, their hearts are not in the right place; I should doubt if they had friends - l should know that they did not deserve them. Indifference to these things is not natural to any good mind or heart. Nature says, Bury me with my fathers. The feeling which nature dictates is, that I may die in mine own city, and be buried by the grave of my father and my mother. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
Release date NZ
May 21st, 2018
Pages
24
Audience
  • General (US: Trade)
Illustrations
3 Illustrations; Illustrations, black and white
Publisher
Forgotten Books
Country of Publication
United Kingdom
Imprint
Forgotten Books
Dimensions
152x229x1
ISBN-13
9781334377877
Product ID
26496488

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