The vault of heaven and the spacious earth seemed in their large simplicity the true place for such a man to lie in state.

There was a brief and simple service at the house, and then the body was borne on the shoulders of Marshfield farmers, and laid in the little graveyard which already held the wife and children who had gone before, and where could be heard the eternal murmur of the sea.
* * * * * In May, 1852, Mr.Webster said to Professor Silliman: "I have given my life to law and politics.

Law is uncertain and politics are utterly vain." It is a sad commentary for such a man to have made on such a career, but it fitly represents Mr.Webster's feelings as the end of life approached.

His last years were not his most fortunate, and still less his best years.

Domestic sorrows had been the prelude to a change of policy, which had aroused a bitter opposition, and to the pangs of disappointed ambition.