“Friend of my youth!
with thee began my love
For sacred song,--the wont, in golden dreams,
'Mid classic realms of splendors past, to rove
O'er haunted steep, and by immortal streams,”
Now, though thy mortal harp no more shall sound,
Nor yield response to my fraternal strain,
Yet sweet the thought, that, in a better world,
Thy sainted spirit strikes the seraph lyre
In worship of thy God, with all the angelic choir!
On one side of the marble which has led to this somewhat extended notice, is an inscription
To the memory of a much-loved Father, General William Hull, who died at Newton, Mass., Nov. 29, 1825, aged 74 years: also of an only Brother, Captain Abraham Fuller Hull, who fell at the Battle of Bridgewater, Lundy's Lane, July 25, 1814, aged 24 years.
Before leaving Poplar Avenue the monument of “Choate
,” surmounted by an urn, will be noticed.
In Oak Avenue we find that of “Prichard
That of “Martha Ann Fisher
” is not far distant, on Willow Avenue,--bearing the inscription, “She is not hereshe is risen.”
The two next, on the same Avenue, show the names of “Williams
” and “McLeod
On the latter is the verse,
She pleased God, and was beloved of him,
So that she was translated; yea,
Speedily was she taken away.
And an inscription follows :--
In memory of Harriet D. McLeod, who died June 20th, 1834, aged 19 years, this monument of surviving affection, and of hopes long cherished, and suddenly destroyed on the eve of