the rocks of a foreign land, or upon some lone island, or sunk to rest at the bottom of the deep, “with the earth and her bars about it forever.”
At the family tomb and the frequented grave, sorrow can make a definite complaint; but to weep through sleepless nights when the storm carries the accustomed thoughts to the sea, which had long detained the expected friend, and now is known to have his form somewhere in its unrelenting holds, is affliction that receives new poignancy each time that the excited imagination presents a new image of distress or terror.
But could we divest ourselves of the natural disposition to dwell upon the sad associations of such a burial, we might feel that there is much attending it to awaken sublime and pious emotions.
No remains seem to be so peculiarly in the care of God, as those of one that is buried in the sea. The fact that “no man knoweth of his sepulchre,” leads the thoughts directly to God as the guardian of the dead, and makes us feel that as He only knew his lying down, He has taken him into his peculiar protection.
“The sea is his;” its graves are all before him, and the forms which sleep there are as safe for the resurrection, as any that repose in the monumental tomb.
On the marble marked with the name of “Mason
” will be found the following inscription:--
“I am the resurrection, and the life; he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live; and whosoever liveth, and believeth in me, shall never die.”
Alfred Mason, born March 24, 1804, died April 12, 1828, at New York.
His remains were here deposited Nov., 1835.