| Notes: | When wilt / Thou come / Unto me / SARAH WATSON / widow / buried Nov. 13th 1845 / Aged 85 years. / Tis a-long tis alast tis a beautiful rest / When all sorrow has pass ’d from the brow & the breast / And the lone spirit truly and wisely crave / The sleep that is dreamless the sleep of the grave. / Yon world is more fair than thou think’st it to be. |
