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224 BERWICKSHIRE.
By these lines David Inues celebrates his departed wife :-
" Clos'd, ever clos'd those speaking eyes,
Where sweetness beam'd, where candour shone,
And silent that heart-thrilling voice
Which music lov'd and call'd her own.
Alas ! before the violet bloom'd,
Before the snows of winter fled,
Too certain fate my hopes consum'd,
For she was numbered with the dead."
William Beloe laments his wife tbus : —
" Oft to this spot
Will memory fondly turn,
And love's pure flame
Still unextinguished burn
Within their breasts, who
Here doth mourn their loss ;
But nails their sorrows
To a Saviour's cross.
Oh, precious hope !
By faith to mortals given.
That loving hearts, which
Hath on earth been riven,
May through the same
Dear Saviour's pleading love
Again unite in realms
Of bliss above."
PAEISH OF DUNSE.
These epitaphs are from the parochial burial-ground :—
" Here lies the only comfort of my life,
The best of husbands to a wife.
Great was my loss for his eternal gain,
And hope in Christ that we shall meet again.

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