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    Luke Hi . 7 t with which compare Josephus' Antiq . 13 , 9 , 11 . Where he is treating of the Idumeans reduced under the Jewish religion by Hyrcanus , he mentions circumcision alone , for

    he says , that Hyrcanus gave option to the Idumeans either to leave their native country , or to he circumcised and conform to the Jewish rites , and that with these last conditions they complied . But from the silence of the writer nothing : can with certainty

    be inferred ; and since from other sources the antiquity of the baptism of proselytes is rendered very probable , Josef > hus may be thought in this instance to have mentioned one principal ceremony only instead of all the rites of initiation . But John by his baptism bound the Jews to repentance , ( ver . 11 , compared with Luke iii . 10 , 14 , ) and he initiated them to the new dispensation shortly to be introduced by the Messiah . B . M .

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    On the Death of Miss Mauy Sutton , of Hinckley , who died February 15 , 1826 , aged 24 . She possessed every virtue that can adorn human nature .

    AND art thou also dead , Thou loved and lovely one ? Thou should ' st have longer stay'd , So dear to all where known . I do not wonder much That thou hast ceased to be , Death ever calls on such , On lovely ones like thee . The garden ' s sweetest bloom Is severed first or seared ; There ' s some unkindly doom For every thing endeared !

    I sigh that so much worth So earlily should fall , To all the sweets of earth—Insensible to all . For earth , though dark and drear , Has many a sunny spot , Life many a joy still dear , The young who die taste not . I sigh to think thy rest

    Must be the cold damp tomb ; For surely thou hadst blest And cheered a brighter home . And there are they shall weep Full many a bitter tear Over thy silent sleep , O ' er many a virtue dear .

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    O ' er filial sympathy , That knew no chill but death ; O ' er hopes , that bloomed with thee That perished with thy breath . Sure it were sad to bead O ' er a grey parent ' s tomb , Even when years extend To farthest date their doom . But sadder is the tear , The sigh more deep and wild , When age bends o ' er the bier

    Of a loved , loving child . Death ! spare the human flower When opening into bloom ; For soon arrives the hour When age seeks its last home * How ruthless is thy sway , Reaper of years too brief ! Thy sickle bears away , Each hour , the human sheaf . No trace is left behind

    Of those that once were dear , Save thoughts like ivy twined , Twining like that , to sear ; Save memories that dwell On pleasures once possessed ; Save feelings that but tell How vainly we were blest . How calm the dead repose ! Their dreams how visionless ! Earth ' s pleasures and earth ' s woes Nor soothe them nor distress .

    And Spring these glooms shall break * And bring its buds and flowers ; But she will not awake , Through all its sunlight hours . Fairly its blooms shall wreath , And spice and colouring fling ; For her no sweets they breathe , To her no beauty bring . What is life ' s heritage ?

    Whither do mortals go ? Nature has not a page In her wide book to show . Turn from the dust away , Mortality and tears 1 There is a fairer day , A brighter scene appears .

    Hope was not vainly given , And Virtue shall not ( lie ; This , shows us , brings us heaven , That , immortality . The light of life shall break , The resurrection come ;

    Sleeper of death , awake ! Meet friends in your bright home . JOSEPH DARE . Ilincklcy , March 3 , 182 G .

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    P 38 Mr . Dare ' s Verses on the Death of Miss Mary Sutton .

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Dec. 2, 1826, page 738, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2555/page/38/