I hereby avoided the noise and interruption which even a village street will sometimes present, to disturb the calmness of interesting meditation.
As I passed through the churchyard, and cast my eye on the memorable epitaph, "Soon," I thought within me, "will my poor little Jane mingle her mouldering remains with this dust, and sleep with her fathers! Soon will the youthful tongue, which now lisps hosannas to the Son of David, and delights my heart with evidences of early piety and grace, be silent in the earth! Soon shall I be called to commit her 'body to the ground, earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.' But oh, what a glorious change! Her spirit shall have then returned to God who gave it.

Her soul will be joining the halleluiahs of paradise, while we sing her requiem at the grave.

And her very dust shall here wait, in sure and certain hope of a joyful resurrection from the dead." I went through the fields without meeting a single individual.

I enjoyed the retirement of my solitary walk.

Various surrounding objects contributed to excite useful meditation connected with the great subjects of time and eternity.