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EI,EGY IN A COUNTA,Y BW,YING-GROTTND. OUD<br />
Stay, haste not;ef, Lnt tan'y here awhile, ,\ge hacl nol, yet produceil the silver.y<br />
rlrese sotemn<br />
hair.<br />
mllsrugs \viJl the timc beguile, Aud though his rnanly brow seemeilploughed<br />
Corne.gaze ulou this tonrb whiJe lei,tis DJr eale,<br />
lrght<br />
Yei hail not time, marlied furrorvs<br />
Reflect<br />
iu his<br />
upon this sad instructive sight.<br />
face,<br />
l\[anhood to age had searcely given place.<br />
Here mayest thou learn to know the chastelinE<br />
lod.<br />
Tlreie slcclrs inl,eace below<br />
Frrv.<br />
a<br />
wele<br />
cLild<br />
the<br />
of Cod;<br />
veat.s allotted him to keep,<br />
ljeueat.h.tlris romL, his<br />
\f<br />
nould,ring<br />
iLh ncrcr-{irirB<br />
I,od1 lies,<br />
zeaL his Master's shedp,<br />
IIis spirit mounted upualds<br />
Short rvas<br />
to thi ski6s.<br />
1 lre 1 i n-re hc labour.cd for his lo'rd;<br />
He's nov<br />
Here lieth l{illiam Krause--a name helal<br />
-wiih<br />
C.lrist, and reape his rich<br />
telvard.<br />
derr<br />
By many sorrowing friends boi h fr r and near, As in a moment he was snatched away,<br />
No more they'il hear his solemn ualning Il_r'e yeslerilay he preacLe,l-he's goue io-day,<br />
votce,<br />
He died in Chriit-tliis *as Lii only ple'a,<br />
\4 hich bid their souls in Jesus, name rejoice. " M.y Saviour died, and sheri his blood for<br />
No more shall he<br />
me."<br />
the Gosnel truth imnart.<br />
{rn d soo t h^e the -ii t tte or.phrn,s<br />
No more for aid, ach i n g kird Leart, O; may we all like him, make Christ onr<br />
pitrous s[all h"e .ou", stay,<br />
Nor plead the orpharii' cause lvith ththerst And so, be founil in Christ against<br />
Iove.<br />
" thai<br />
dav,"<br />
{o-*g.g<br />
in his lov'il pulpit shall he stand,<br />
Clothed in our Saviour's robe may we,appear,<br />
And derl the heav'uly iood witb gentle hand,<br />
Ard like our friond who's gone have nought<br />
O, no, he's gone, by death's ruJ-e shock removed,<br />
io tear.<br />
We weep indeed, yei in<br />
He's goae<br />
orrr tco.rs<br />
to<br />
rcjoicc,<br />
meet his Saviour, whom he Again shall hear oul friend's beloved<br />
loved.<br />
voice,<br />
Our wanderings past, we'II stand on Canaan's<br />
shore,<br />
<strong>The</strong>re shall rve meet our fiiend to part no<br />
mote.<br />
While here below he loveil to preach the<br />
word,<br />
He's now we trust for ever rviih his loril,<br />
\Yashed in his Saviour's blood, he bears no<br />
starn,<br />
Nolr., stranger', rise, thy homeward cour.se<br />
Seeing his Saviour.'s face, he feels no pain, ilursue,<br />
This simple lesson lear.n-'. go thou aud<br />
Those whom he lefi behind jikewrse<br />
do,"<br />
lament him sore,<br />
Still rejoicing ,they<br />
say, ,'not lost but gone like him nho's gone in Jesus' blooil rejoice,<br />
oelore,<br />
lYe for ouselfies anil. ours, ,tis So urayest thou hsil with joy the archaigel,s<br />
true, must<br />
volce.<br />
weel,<br />
Yet not lbr him ; in Christ he fell asleep.,, Thus spolre a pilgrim in rhis vale of tears,<br />
He while<br />
l\'lose'siiverei 'ioch" alive, was<br />
belukened<br />
loved-perhaps<br />
lcngrh<br />
too<br />
of<br />
rnuch,<br />
Iears,<br />
<strong>The</strong> instrument<br />
And as he<br />
was<br />
ceased, the<br />
scarcely<br />
tear unconscious<br />
reckonetl<br />
fell<br />
such,<br />
But row that<br />
Upon<br />
God's<br />
{,he grave of him he loved<br />
removeil<br />
so wel.<br />
the boon so<br />
prized,<br />
Thus, ofi he comes to read tire sacred. Word,<br />
<strong>The</strong> treasure il earthen vessells recoEnisetl. Ard thinh of him who's joineil his riseu<br />
Consistent in his life-of humble minil,<br />
Lolil,<br />
In him base crlumny could nothing find;<br />
llele trr lrom city dirr, he spends his day,<br />
Upright in mien--hc caiurly passei alonE.<br />
<strong>The</strong>n wends t"onalils horrre his ', soliiary<br />
Watching with silent grze, ihe giddy tbro;g.<br />
rvay,"<br />
-<br />
Th e scene of the_ foregoing is snpposed t o be llotnl Jerome Cemel rr, n car: DrLbl i n, in rvhich<br />
tbe lrierrLls of the latc ticv. W. Il'.'l(uuse l;""" ;iJ;;onurncul'ro t i. o,",,rJrv. til.<br />
neecl-less to remark, that the iLiea was suggestetr by the celebr.aterl " Elegy io u boooiry<br />
Churuh-Yrril." Tjrc readcr wilr par.don t[i"s tu.il" irrernpt, when ]re I,uoii r.hui ry;;i_;<br />
objecL in committiug to pxpcr tdese ferv hasty thorrghrs,'rras to aild my hurnLre tr,iliufeo'f<br />
eslcem, to lne meurory ol my .tamentcd and beloved pastor.<br />
Dub lin, Septem| et 28, 7852.<br />
s. P. w.