Minor Sketches of Major Folk and where They Sleep: The Old Masonic Burying Ground, Fredericksburg, VirginiaThe cemetery is known as the Old Masonic burying ground, the Old Masonic cemetery and the old burying ground of Fredericksburg Lodge, no. 4, A.F. and A.M. |
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Aged Alexander Anna Campbell April Bazil Gordon beautiful Benjamin Day Benson Betty Washington Lewis Blair Born brother Buck burying-ground Callender Captain Caroline Carter Charles Culpeper Daniel Grinnan daugh daughter of William David Henderson death December departed Died July Eliza Elizabeth Ellen ericksburg executors Falmouth father Fielding Lewis Fitzhugh Knox Fredericksburg George French George's Church grandson Green Griffin Harriet Hart Hazel Hill Hugh Mercer husband icksburg James Carmichael James Dixon James Somerville John Chew John Minor John Scott June Kale King George county Lewis Littlepage liam Lodge Lord Louisa Lucy Lunsford Lomax Main Street Margaret married Masonic Cemetery Maury memory of William Metcalfe Mildred Miss months mother nephew Patton Rappahannock Rappahannock River residence Richard Robert Lewis Rowe Rudd Sacred Sarah Scotland Shepherd sister sleep Smith Stafford county Stanard stone Susan town tribute Virginia Herald Walker Washington Wellford widow wife Yates
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Page 36 - HYMN 127. LM Death of an Infant. the sweet flower that scents the morn, But withers in the rising day ; Thus lovely was this infant's dawn, Thus swiftly fled its life away. 2 It died ere its expanding soul Had ever burnt with wrong desires, Had ever spurn'd at heaven's control, Or ever quench'd its sacred fires.
Page 74 - honored for many years with the esteem and confidence of the unfortunate Stanislaus Augustus, king of Poland , he held under that monarch, until he lost his throne, the most distinguished offices, among which was that of ambassador to Russia. He was by him created Knight of the Order of St. Stanislaus, chamberlain and confidential secretary in his cabinet, and acted as his special envoy among the most important negotiations.
Page 13 - THERE is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found, They softly lie and sweetly sleep Low in the ground. The storm that wrecks the winter sky No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh That shuts the rose.
Page 56 - Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on his breast I lean my head, And breathe my life out sweetly there.
Page 31 - ... desert soil : 0 for soft winds and clement showers ! 1 seek not fruit, I planted flowers. Those flowers I train'd, of many a hue, Along thy path to bloom, And little thought, that I must strew Their leaves upon thy tomb : — Beyond that tomb I lift mine eye, Thou art not dead, Thou could'st not die. Farewell, but not a long farewell ; In heaven may I appear, The trials of my faith to tell In thy transported ear, And sing with Thee the eternal strain, " Worthy the Lamb that once was slain.
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