God rest his gallant spirit! give him peace,In person Mr. Sumner was tall, dignified, and commanding. His countenance generally wore a serious aspect; and his deportment was that of a well-bred and courteous gentleman. The whitened locks and furrowed cheek bespoke in later years the care and suffering to which his iron frame had been subjected. His friends are pleased to fancy that in respect to face and form, as well as character, he somewhat resembled Edmund Burke. Had he been
And crown his brows with amaranth, and set
The saintly palm-branch in his strong right hand.
Amid the conquering armies of the skies
Give him high place forever! let him walk
O'er meads of better asphodel; and be
Where dwell the single-hearted and the wise,--Men
like himself, severely, simply good,
Who scorned to be ambitious; scorned the snares
Of office, station, rank; but stood sublime
In natural greatness . . . O Eternal King,
O Father, Son, and Spirit! give him peace.
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of the deceased in California, was dropped by Miss Maud Howe upon the casket, amidst the statuesque silence of the surrounding multitude, broken only by the reverberation of the tolling of the distant bells.
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