{"newspaper_name": "The Columbian fountain.", "edition": "01", "page": "p1", "byline": ""}
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1t may not be to all, but is to me,
source Of rejoicing that death levels all dis,inc
tions-that rich and poor must feed the worm
and mouIder into dust-that they are alike,
exposed TO sickness and disease; and that al
though but a wild flower, planted by friend
ly hand, and nurlured by the dew Of heaven,
may deck my lonely tomb, and no stone mark
my quiet resting place, I will be as uncon-
scious of sublunary things as the deceased
over whose remains wealth has erected the
marble or the brass memorable