"Ah! wretched World! the den of wickedness, Deform'd with filth and foul iniquity; Ah! wretched World! the house of heaviness, Fill'd with the wrecks of mortal misery; Ah! wretched World! and all that is therein, The vassals of God's wrath and slaves of sin." _Sonnet 44._ My eldest daughter, Maria Malleville Allen, died Jan. 30, 1833, aged 17. Through God's great goodness this is the only instance of death, which has occurred among my children; and through his grace and infinite mercy she died in the hope of immortal life in heaven through the mediation of her Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ. What greater blessing can I supplicate for all my descendants, than that God will give them at the hour of their death her Christian faith and hope? _Sonnet 47._ On a church-yard Mr. Wordsworth has the following lines:―― "Encincture small, But infinite its grasp of joy and woe! Hopes, fears, in never-ending ebb and flow―― The spousal trembling――and the "dust to dust"―― The prayers――the contrite struggle――and the trust, That to the Almighty Father looks through all!" _Sonnet 49._ Even Beattie addresses Nature as follows;―― "O Nature, how in every charm supreme! Whose votaries feast on raptures ever new! O for the voice and fire of seraphim To sing thy glories with devotion due!" _Sonnet 50._ As it is a year since this sonnet was written, my present very ill state of health teaches me and may teach others, that a recovery from illness, though most gratefully to be acknowledged, may be a transient blessing. While I was sick, others have fallen around me. Living or dying, it is my prayer, that I may acquiesce in God's will, and that I may participate with all penitent believers in the salvation purchased by the blood of his Son. _Sonnet 51._ One all-important method of God's communicating good to man is described by Milton; "God hath now sent his living oracle Into the world to teach his final will, And sends his Spirit of Truth henceforth to dwell In pious hearts an inward oracle To all truth requisite for men to know." _Sonnet 52._ Our class, which graduated at Harvard college in 1802, was larger than any previous class,――consisting of 60 members, an unusual number of whom became men of distinction, and one quarter part of whom after 57 years are still living. To my esteemed surviving Brothers I bid farewell, wishing them faith in the Son of God, who is "the resurrection and the life." _Sonnet 53._ From a Sonnet by Montgomery, on Nature praising God: "The fountain purling, and the river strong, The rocks, the trees, the mountains raise one song; "Glory to God!" re-echoes in mine ear:―― Faithless were I, in willful error blind, Did I not Him in all his creatures find, His voice through heav'n, and earth, and ocean hear."