Poetry. on the Death of an Infant
SLEEP, tittle Baby! sleep! Not in thy cradle bed, Not on thy mother's breast Henceforth shall be thy rest,…
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Sydney · Obituaries & funerals
5 stories in Sydney's papers
SLEEP, tittle Baby! sleep! Not in thy cradle bed, Not on thy mother's breast Henceforth shall be thy rest,…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →The following Telegraphic Despatch, which arrived in town by an Extraordinary Express, on Friday morning, has at length removed all uncertainty respecting the dpath of Louis XVIII. and the accession of his brother Charles X. to…
Continued on Trove, page 2 →POWER, title, wealth—all most desired on earth, Lost babe! in blissful union crown'd thy birth; While thy sweet form such opening graces shared, Relenting death thy innocence had spared;…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →WHERE art thou man of might, thou grand in soul; Gone! like the vesper pageantry of heaven, Leaving a twilight gloom, sadly to roll Over the heart bereft; for thou wast given…
Continued on Trove, page 3 →'MID SCOTIA'S Islets of-the West,[?] Wash'd by the rude Atlantic wave, A Veteran's modest trophies rest,— A Chieftain slumbers in the grave…
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