Memoir of Mary L. Ware, Wife of Henry Ware, Jr.Hall, Edward B. (Edward Brooks)
Religion
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
"You know how I have suffered in anticipation of this
separation, but all the worst agony connected with it is yet to
come. It is comparatively easy now to be calm and firm and
thankful; the first thought cannot but be of him and his
present happiness; and the sense of relief that the sufferings
of that blessed being are over, that he has gone to his
Father's home, 'to the house of his rest,' is so great, that no
other thought dare intrude. I long to see you, and hope to do
so soon. I go to Cambridge to-morrow, to be in Boston on
Sunday. I could not deny myself the luxury of going once more
to that house of his religious affections, in connection with
him. That spot has most sacred, most tender associations to me,
so full that it would be enough to sit there in silent
meditation; and if I feared any thing, I should fear that it
would be too overwhelming to be borne, to go there in public.
But I have found by my experience on Monday, that the
surroundings of such a moment are of no consequence. I have a
quiet faith that the strength will come. O, may improvement,
elevation, come also!... John leaves us soon. He and I had a
holy season, as we went, in the stillness of the night, to
carry those precious remains to Cambridge.
"I find it is as I anticipated,--I feel a greater nearness to
my husband than I did when he lay on his couch in the next
room. I am separated from that _form_; I look back to it only
as the associate of the spirit in health; I do not cling to it
now. Yours in all love.
"M. L. W."
* * * * *
"_Framingham, October 6, 1843._
"MY DEAR MARY:--
"The first moment I can call my own since my return from
Cambridge, I turn to you. I know no one to whom I can so freely
pour out all that is in my heart, as for the first time I pause
a little from the pressure of necessary action, and realize the
change that has taken place in every thing about me.... I
wanted you at my side, when I stood once more at that sacred
spot where we had laid our dear sister's image. You and I can
never forget that moment. And, though not near, you were in
close communion with the spirit in that holy hour.
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