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The man of Uz, and other poems

Sigourney, L. H. (1791-1865)

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THE RURAL LIFE IN NEW-ENGLAND.

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REV. DR. T. M. COOLEY,

MADAM OLIVIA PHELPS,

MARTHA AGNES BONNER,

DENISON OLMSTED, LL. D.,

MRS. CHARLES N. CADWALLADER,

REV. DR. JAMES W. ALEXANDER,

MRS. JOSEPH MORGAN,

MISS ALICE BECKWITH,

MARY SHIPMAN DEMING.

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REV. DR. F. W. HATCH,

MRS. MARY MILDENSTEIN ROBERTSON,

MADAM WILLIAMS,

SAMUEL G. OGDEN, ESQ.,

MR. GEORGE BEACH,

MISS MARGARET C. BROWN,

MISS FRANCES WYMAN TRACY,

DEACON NORMAND SMITH,

MRS. HELEN TYLER BEACH,

MRS. ELIZABETH HARRIS,

MISS ANNA M. SEYMOUR,

CALEB HAZEN TALCOTT,

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MISS JANE PENELOPE WHITING,

MISS ANNA FREEMAN,

ANNIE SEYMOUR ROBINSON,

MRS. GEORGIANA IVES COMSTOCK,

WENTWORTH ALEXANDER,

MRS. HARVEY SEYMOUR,

MRS. FREDERICK TYLER,

MISS LAURA KINGSBURY,

GOVERNOR JOSEPH TRUMBULL,

MRS. EMILY ELLSWORTH,

REV. STEPHEN JEWITT, D. D.,

MISS DELIA WOODRUFF GODDING,

MISS SARA K. TAYLOR,

MR. JOHN WARBURTON,

REV. HENRY ALBERTSON POST,

MISS CAROLINE L. GRIFFIN,

MR. NORMAND BURR,

HON. THOMAS S. WILLIAMS,

COLONEL H. L. MILLER,

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COLONEL SAMUEL COLT,

MADAM HANNAH LATHROP,

HENRIETTA SELDEN COLT,

THE LITTLE BROTHERS.

MR. DAVID F. ROBINSON,

MR. SAMUEL TUDOR,

HENRY HOWARD COMSTOCK,

REV. DR. DAVID SMITH,

MISS EMILY B. PARISH,

HARRIET ALLEN ELY,

MISS CATHARINE BALL,

MRS. MORRIS COLLINS,

MRS. MARGARET WALBRIDGE,

HON. PHILLIP RIPLEY,

RICHARD ELY COLLINS,

MISS ELIZABETH BRINLEY,

MR. JOHN A. TAINTOR,

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REV. HENRY ALBERTSON POST,

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Died at Warrensburgh, New York, November 12th, 1861, aged 26.

Read me rejoicing Psalms,
Oh dearest one, and best!
I go from war to peace,
From pain to glorious rest,

Where the bright life-tree sheds
Around its precious balms,
So, while I linger her
Read me rejoicing psalms.

And when my place I take
Amid the ransom'd throng
Who through a Saviour's love
Uplift the immortal song,

Repress the tear of grief
That washes faith away,
And brave in zeal and love
Await our meeting-day.

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Yes, let thy course below
Through all its fleeting days
In its angelic ministries
Be as a psalm of praise.

His request of his wife during the sufferings of an acute dyptheria, which suddenly separated him from an attached people, was, “Read me rejoicing Psalms.”