. The home of Washington; or, Mount Vernon and its associations, historical, biographical, and pictorial . , and the annalist of Philadel-phia and New York, aged eighty. President Adams transmitted the reso-lutions of Congress to Mrs. Washington,and in reply to their request concerningthe remains of her husband, she said : Taught by the great example whichI have so long had before me, never tooppose my private wishes to the publicwill, I must consent to the request madeby Congress, which you have the good-ness to transmit to me; and in doingthis, I need not, I cannot say, what asacrifice of in
. The home of Washington; or, Mount Vernon and its associations, historical, biographical, and pictorial . , and the annalist of Philadel-phia and New York, aged eighty. President Adams transmitted the reso-lutions of Congress to Mrs. Washington,and in reply to their request concerningthe remains of her husband, she said : Taught by the great example whichI have so long had before me, never tooppose my private wishes to the publicwill, I must consent to the request madeby Congress, which you have the good-ness to transmit to me; and in doingthis, I need not, I cannot say, what asacrifice of individual feeling I make toa sense of public duty. The remains of Washington have never _^^^ been removed from his beloved Mount Yernon. It is well. They never should mphersons blue. be. The Home and the Tomb of our illustrious Friend, should be inseparable; and the glowing words of LuNT should express the sentiment of every American:— Ay, leave him alone to sleep forever, Till the strong archangel calls for the dead,By the verdant bank of that rushing first they pillowed his mighty Lowly may be the turf that coversThe sacred grave of his last repose;But, oh I theres a glory round it hovers, Broad as the daybreak, and bright as its dose. AND ITS ASSOCIATIONS. 349 Though marble pillars were reared above him,Temples and obelisks, rich and rare—Better he dwells in the hearts that love him,Cold and lone as he slumbers there. Why should ye gather with choral numbers ?Why should your thronging thousands come 7Who will dare to invade his slumbers, Or take him away from his narrow home ? * Well he sleeps in the majesty, Silent and stern, of awful death !And he who visits him there, should be Alone with God, and his own hushed breath. Revel and pomp would profane his ashes:And may never a sound be murmured thereBut the glorious river that by him dashes, And the pilgrims voice in his heartfelt prayer. The death of her husband, so sudden and unexpected,weighed heavil
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