Alexandria Daily Gazette, Commercial & Political

The following beautiful lines were written by Lord Palmerstone, on the death of his wife.

Whoe'er like me, with trembling anguish brings,
His heart's whole treasure to fair Bristol springs;
Whoe'er like me, to soothe disease & pain,
Shall seek these salutary springs in vain;
Condemn'd like me to bear the faint reply,
To mark the fading cheek, the sinking eye;
From the chill brow to wipe the damps of death,
And watch in dumb despair, the short'ning breath;
If chance direct him to this artless line,
Let the sad mourner know his pangs were mine.

Ordain'd to lose the partner of my breast,
Whose virtues warm'd me, and whose virtues blest;
Fram'd every tie that binds the soul, to prove
Her duty friendship, and her friendship love.

But yet remembering that the parting sigh,
Appoints the just to slumber--not to die,
The parting tear I check'd, I kiss'd the rod,
And not to earth resign'd her, but to God.