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perchance, the most beautiful spot in a widely 

 varigated landscape : to me it is a source of com- 

 fortless repining, excepting only as laitii looks 

 confidently onward to the outbursting of a future, 

 and a brighter vegetation. 



By daily care, the fallen honours of the nut, 

 the lilac, the ash, and the acacia, are removed 

 from my sheltered border, where still the dear 

 little heart's-ease, now revived by autumnal 

 damps, retains its smiling aspect. During a 

 droughty summer, the flowers lost much of their 

 beauty, diminishing in size, and changing their 

 colours for shades less bright ; but now they stand 

 arrayed as gorgeously as ever, telling again the 

 familiar tale of him who, in far brighter apparel, 

 is adorning the bowers of heaven. It was always 

 my purpose to return to this subject ; but I reserv- 

 ed it until my garden should begin to look sad ; 

 because in the retrospection of what God shewed 

 me, while privileged to contemplate the character 

 of D. I find a cordial for fainting hours. 



I have frequently wished to classify the beauti- 

 ful features of that gifted mind ; but T could never 

 S'^cceed in it. Like my border of heart's-ease, it 

 was full of variety ; and perfect, harmonious order 

 reigned throughout the abundant distribution : but 

 so many excellencies shone forth \i once upon the 

 view, that it was hardly possible to take them in 

 succession, to confine the gaze to a single tint, or a 



