A WISH.

When my time comes to quit this pleasing scene,

And drop from out the busy life of men;

When I shall cease to be where I have been

So willingly, and ne'er may be again;

When my abandoned tabernacle's dust

With dust is laid, and I am counted dead;

Ere I am quite forgotten, as I must

Be in a little while, let this be said:

He loved this good God's world, the night and day,

Men, women, children ( these he loved the best );

Pictures and books he loved, and work and play,

Music and silence, soberness and jest;

His mind was open, and his heart was gay;

Green be his grave, and peaceful be his rest!