Memoir of Mary L. Ware, Wife of Henry Ware, Jr.Hall, Edward B. (Edward Brooks)
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Memoir of Mary L. Ware, Wife of Henry Ware, Jr.
Hall, Edward B. (Edward Brooks)
Unitarians -- United States -- Biography; Ware, Mary L. (Mary Lovell), 1798-1849
"And who should feel this tranquil trust
In that Benignant One above--
Who ne'er forgets that we are dust,
And rules with pitying love--
Like us, who both have just been led
Back from the confines of the dead?
"Then, dearest, present or apart,
An equal calmness let us wear;
Let steadfast Faith control the heart,
And still its throbs of care.
We may not lean on things of dust,--
But Heaven is worthy all our trust."
[Footnote 3: Memoir of Henry Ware, p. 220.]
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"_Newton, September 13, 1828._
"Thank you, dearest, for the pleasure your good long letters
have given me; and if I am the more pleased that you called
your Muse to aid you in my behalf, I hope it is one of the
pardonable weaknesses of womankind, and trust your vanity will
not take the alarm lest I should undervalue your own unassisted
powers of pleasing. It is indeed a great and unceasing source
of delight to me, that, although separated externally in our
way, our thoughts, our spirits, are pursuing the same course,
and we may meet in meditation and prayer, sure that the same
feelings of gratitude and trust are ever present to us both. I
thought much of this, last Sunday, when I made my first attempt
to attend public worship. I had felt a great desire to go to
meeting upon that day, being the eighth week from the birth of
my child; and, moreover, because the first Sunday in September
has been a memorable day to me every year since 1813. I did not
attempt it in the morning, but in the afternoon rode over to
hear Mr. Wallcut at the Upper Falls. I had felt well and strong
at home, but it was quite too much for me; my mind was too weak
to bear it quietly. The reflection upon all that had passed
since I last entered the house of God, which was forced upon me
at one view, was indeed overwhelming. I could scarcely control
myself sufficiently to join in the services. I longed to put
every one out of the house, that I might prostrate myself
bodily, and I did mentally, before that Being whose goodness
had brought me to that hour. I did indeed think much of _you_;
and there was a high and holy satisfaction in the idea that you
were at the same time employed in the same way; and although
all was uncertainty with regard to you, I doubted not, that,
whether on earth or in heaven, I might safely rely upon this.
How did I rejoice in that faith which could remove from me all
anxiety and fear concerning you, which could enable me so
calmly to suffer you to go from me for such a length of time,
notwithstanding the very many uncertainties which must belong
to your situation. I sometimes wonder at the peace which
pervades my mind, but I know I have a right to feel it; it has
its basis upon an immovable foundation. Mr.
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