Lydia Howard Sigourney

Daughter of LUCIUS F. ROBINSON and Mrs. ELIZA S. ROBINSON, died at Hartford, Wednesday, April 10th, 1861, aged 6 years and 2 months. Dids't hear him call, my beautiful?-- The Sire, so fond and dear

Son of C. TALCOTT, Esq., died at Hartford, October 26th, 1860, aged 2 years and 6 months. There came a merry voice Forth from those lips of rose,

Died at Hartford, December 30th, 1861. Sorrow and Joy collude. One mansion hears The children shouting o'er their Christmas Tree,

Died at Hartford, on Friday morning, January 10th, 1862. And hath he fallen,--whom late we saw In manly vigor bold?

Died at Hartford, May 22d, 1860, aged 87. One saintly man the less, to teach us how Wisely to live,--one blest example more

Professor of Astronomy in Yale College, Conn., died at New Haven, May, 1859. Spring pour'd fresh beauty o'er the cultured grounds, And woke to joyance every leaf and flower,

Died at Hartford, August 4th, 1861; and his wife, Mrs. ELIZA STORRS TRUMBULL, the night after his funeral. Death's shafts fly thick, and love a noble mark. --And one hath fallen who bore upon his shield

Died at Providence, Rhode Island, April 27th, 1862, aged 7 years and 2 months. Seven blest years our darling daughter, We have held thee to our hearts,

Daughter of Col. SAMUEL and Mrs. ELIZABETH COLT, died January 20th, 1862, aged 7 months and 27 days. THE MOURNING MOTHER. A tomb for thee, my babe!

Youngest child of the late Capt. JOHN C. COMSTOCK, died at Hartford, February 11th, 1862, a fortnight after his father, aged 11 months. It was a fair and mournful sight Once at the wintry tide,

Only son of SAMUEL S. FOSS, Esq., died May 23d, 1859, aged three years and three months. "Read more, Papa," the loving infant cried,-- And meekly bow'd the listening ear, and fix'd

Died at Hartford, July 8th, 1862, aged 68. It is not meet the good and just Oblivious pass away,

Late Chief Justice of Connecticut, died at Hartford, on Sunday morning, December 15th, 1861, aged 84. 'Tis not for pen and ink, Or the weak measures of the muse, to give

Died in Norwich, Connecticut, January 18th, 1862, aged 92. Had I an artist's pencil, I might sketch Her as she was, in her young matronhood

Widow of the late ANSON G. PHELPS, Esq., died at New York, April 24th, 1859, aged 74. When the good mother dieth, and the home So long made happy by her boundless love

Widow of the late CALEB POND, Esq., died at Hartford, February 19th 1861, aged 73. Would any think who marked the smile On yon untroubled face,

Widow of the late SPENCER WHITING, Esq., died at Hartford, April, 1859, aged 88. Life's work well done, how beautiful to rest. Aye, lift your little ones to see her face,

Widow of the late EZEKIEL WILLIAMS, Esq., and Daughter of Chief Justice Oliver Ellsworth, died at Hartford, February 28th, 1860, aged 87. She was a link that bound us to the past,-- To the great days of Washington, when men

Child of RobERT BONNER, Esq., died at New York, April 28th, 1859, aged 13 months. There was a cradling lent us here, To cheer our lot,

Died at Hartford, Nov. 11th, 1839, aged 4 years and 6 months. The garner'd Jewel of our heart, The Darling of our tent!

Died at Hartford, September 23d, 1859. The beautiful hath fled To join the spirit-train;

Died at Mansfield, Connecticut, February, 1861. The world seems drearier when the good depart, The just, the truthful, such as never made

Died at Hartford, August 24th, 1860. The beauteous brow, the form of grace, With all their youthful charms,

Died at New York, November 17th, 1861. WRITTEN ON HER BIRTH-DAY. The day returns, beloved friend

Daughter of Hon. Judge BALL of Hoosick Falls, N.Y., died at the City of Washington, 1862. Bright sunbeam of a father's heart Whose earliest radiance shone

A faithful Teacher of the young from early years, and recently the Principal of a Female Seminary and Boarding School at St. Anthony, Minnesota, died suddenly of an attack of fever, while on a visit at her paternal home in Vermont, September, 15th, 1861. Thine earnest life is over, sainted Friend! And hush'd the teaching voice that gladly pour'd

Died at Hartford, September 28th, 1862. We miss her at the chancel-side, For when we last drew near,

Adopted daughter of Mrs. WILLIAM TRACY, died at New York, in 1860, aged 17. O young and beautiful, thy step Was light with fairy grace,

Died at Portland, Connecticut, January 1st, 1861. I think of her unfolding prime, Her childhood bright and fair,

Died at Hartford, July, 1861. Faithful and true in duty's sacred sphere, How like the summer-lightning hath she fled!

Died at Hartford, May 12th, 1860. Gone, pure in heart! unto thy fitting home, Where nought of ill can follow. O'er thy life

Died at Hartford, October 23d, 1861, aged 20. How beautiful in death The young and lovely sleeper lies--

Formerly a Teacher in Hartford, died at Cleveland, Ohio, March 12th, 1862. Teachers,--she is not here With the first breath of Spring

Died at Hartford, January 26th, 1862, aged 61. We did not think it would be so;-- We kept

Died at Hartford, May 4th, 1860. Aye, robe yourselves in black, light messengers Whose letter'd faces to the people tell

Died at Hartford, on Saturday Evening, November 15th, 1862, aged 62 years. A sense of loss is on us. One hath gone Whose all-pervading energy doth leave

Died at Hartford, November, 1861. The knot of crape upon yon stately door, And sadness brooding o'er the sun-bright halls,

Editor of the "Christian Secretary" for more than twenty years, died at Hartford, December 5th, aged 59. We knew him as a man of sterling worth, Whose good example is a legacy

Died at Hartford, January 29th, 1862, aged 92. We saw him on a winter's day, Beneath the hallowed dome,

Died at Philadelphia, July 2nd, 1859, five weeks after her marriage. The year rolls round, and brings again The bright, auspicious day,

Died at Hartford, Sunday evening, September 9th, 1860, aged 80. Oh sorrowing Daughter, left alone In home's deserted sphere,

Wife of Govenor ELLSWORTH, and daughter of Noah Webster, LL.D., died at Hartford, August 23d, 1861. Not with the common forms of funeral grief We mourn for her who in the tomb this day

Died at Hartford, Wednesday, June 19th, 1861. They multiply above, with whom we walk'd In tender friendship, and whose steadfast step,

Died at Hartford, April 30th, 1861, aged 22. I saw a brilliant bridal. All that cheers

Died at Hartford, Sunday, May 5th, 1861. She found a painless avenue to make The great transition from a world of care

Wife of Mr. C. N. BEACH, died at Philadelphia, July 30th, 1860. How strange that One who yesterday Shed radiance round her sphere,

Died at Hartford, August, 1859. I saw her overlaid with many flowers, Such as the gorgeous summer drapes in snow,

Died at Saratoga, N.Y., June 2d, 1862, aged 35. WRITTEN ON HER BIRTH-DAY. This was her birth-day here,

Wife of Rev. WILLIAM H. C. ROBERTSON, died at Magnolia, East Florida, January 13th, aged 34. Our buds have faded,--winter's frigid breath Sigh'd o'er their bosoms, and they fell away,

Died at Hartford, May 19th, 1862. Frail stranger at the gate of life, Too weak to grasp its key,

Wife of Right Rev. Bishop PAYNE, died at Monrovia, Liberia. Oh true and faithful! Twice ten earnest years Of mission-toil in Afric's sultry clime

For many years Pastor of a Church in Durham, Conn., died at Fair Haven, March 3d, 1862, aged 94. The transcript of a long, unblemish'd life Replete with happiness and holiness,

Died at Sacramento, California, January 16th, 1860, aged 70. A pleasant theme it is to think of him That parted friend, whose noble heart and mind

Pastor of the Fifth Avenue Church, New York, died at the Virginia Springs, July, 1859. The great and good. How startling is the knell That tells he is but dust.

For more than sixty years Pastor of one Church in East Granville, Mass., died there in 1859, aged 83. Not in the pulpit where he joy'd to bear The message of salvation, not beside

Died at Warrensburgh, New York, November 12th, 1861, aged 26. [1]Read me rejoicing Psalms, Oh dearest one, and best!

Died at New Haven, August 25th, 1861, aged 78. I well remember him, and heard his voice In vigorous prime, beneath the Temple-Arch,

Son of Mr. MORRIS COLLINS, died at Wethersfield, September 5th, 1862, aged 3 months and 27 days. It was a sad and lovely sight They call'd us to behold,

Died at Astoria, New York, April 5th, 1860. Upon his suffering couch he lay, Whose noble form and mind

Mr. FISHER AMES BUELL, died at Hartford, May 19th, 1861, aged 25, and Mr. HENRY R. BUELL, on his voyage to Europe, June 20th, 1862, aged 30, the only children of Mr. ROBERT and Mrs. LAURA BUELL. Both gone. Both smitten in their manly prime, Yet the fair transcript of their virtues here,

WILLIAM CHILDS BREWER, died Jan. 24th, 1862, aged 7 years, and GEORGE CLEVELAND BREWER, aged 5 years, at Springfield, Mass., Feb. 4th, 1862. The noble boy amid his sports Droop'd like a smitten flower

Son of Dr. WILLIAM and Mrs. MARY WENTWORTH ALEXANDER, died at Fayette, Iowa, May, 1861, aged 2 years. Coming in from play, he laid his head on his mother's bosom, and said "Mama, take your boy,--boy tired," and never looked up healthfully again. Boy tired! the drooping infant said,

A JOYOUS FESTIVAL.-- The gathering back Of scattered flowrets to the household wreath.

INTRODUCTION. It may be thought that the following poem, especially its opening Canto is too minute and circumstantial in its descriptions. Yet the habitudes of a past and peculiar generation, fast fading from remembrance, are worthy of being preserved, though little accordant with romance, perhaps with poetry. So rapid has been our progress as a people, that dimness gathers over the lineaments of even our immediate ancestry. Yet traits at one period despised, or counted obsolete, may at another be diligently sought after and re-juvenated. It has been observed that nations reaching their zenith, regard with more complacency their rising morn, than the approaching west. France, notwithstanding the precision given to her language by Richilieu, and the Academy, turns back affectionately to her Troubadours and Trouvires, to the long-drawn, scarce-readable "Romance of the Rose," and the itinerant Chronicles of Froissart. England is not indifferent to Anglo-Saxon traditions, or the customs of her Norman dynasty.