which experience had taught them to know, was not intended by Omnipotence for permanent happiness. Having continued for some time in silent prayer, Fitzormond took the hand of his daughter, and led her from this last abode of mortality. Louisa felt an holy calm diffuse itself over her mind; and in the words of the mournful Ossian, she acknowledged that," there is a joy in grief, when peace dwells in the breast of the sad;" and when reason assures us, a well-spent life will unite us for ever to those dear friends from whom we are separated by death. |