More than a hundred years ago
They raised for her this little stone;
"Miss Polly Townsend, aged nine,"
It says, is sleeping here alone.
.
'Twas hard to leave your merry mates
For ranks of angels robed and crowned,
To sleep until the judgment day
In Copp's Hill burying-ground.
.
You must have dreaded heaven then—
A solemn doom of endless rest,
Where white-winged seraphs tuned their harps—
You surely liked this life the best!
.
The gray slate headstones frightened you,
When from Christ Church your father brought
You here on Sunday afternoon,
And told you that this world was nought;
.
And you spelled out the carven names
Of people who beneath the sod,
Hidden away from mortal eyes,
Were at the mercy of their God.
.
You had been taught that He was great—
You only hoped He might be good—
An awful thought that you must join
This silent neighborhood!
.
Did you grow up to womanhood
In Heaven, and did you soon lose sight,
Because you are so happy there,
Of this world's troubles infinite?
.
No one remembers now the day
They buried you on Copp's Hill-side;
No one remembers you, or grieves
And misses you, because you died.
.
I see the grave and serious men
And pious women, meek and mild,
Walk two by two in company,
The mourners for this little child.
.
The harbor glistened in the sun;
The bell in Christ Church steeple tolled;
And all her playmates cried for her—
Miss Polly Townsend, nine years old.
⚘
It’s the first time I’m playing and I’ve been told to get ones armour I want to let him be killed for last, also heard that smough is a more str armour while orne is dex.
The problem is that I’m rocking a str build, but smoughs armour is ugly as it can be while orne has the coolest that I have seem so far
Is it worth to get smoughs armour, because if it’s really good it would come in handy since I’m not a great player
Hello Terra community,
I share with you this project which just launched, and I recently discovered. Orne's goal is to become a platform that will let you buy, trade and sell real trees. Yes, every NFT will be backed by a real tree! So you can hold a real tree, and after its growth, passive revenues from its exploitation will be distributed to each tree owner.
I really like the idea, we can basically create forests and forests and the token has a big utility value. The project was launched few days ago and retweeted by Do Kwon in person on twitter! Would be huge if our community can plant trees and help the planet!
P.S.: I'm just a fan of the project, I'm not affiliated with the team.
Telegram : https://t.me/orne_io
Website : https://orne.io/
Whitepaper : https://orne.io/img/Orne%20White%20Paper%20EN.pdf
Twitter : https://mobile.twitter.com/orne_i_o
Hello everyone! Is there a reputable company that can help me upgrade my plumbing (well and pump setup that always freezes in winter) and heating (forced air kerosene system that needs upgrading)?
Thank you for any help in advance.
Trees down on houses, yards and streets, just wondering if anyone needs assistance in the patty jewett area? I dont have any power tools, trailers etc but I can help move branches and such.
More than a hundred years ago
They raised for her this little stone;
"Miss Polly Townsend, aged nine,"
It says, is sleeping here alone.
.
'Twas hard to leave your merry mates
For ranks of angels robed and crowned,
To sleep until the judgment day
In Copp's Hill burying-ground.
.
You must have dreaded heaven then—
A solemn doom of endless rest,
Where white-winged seraphs tuned their harps—
You surely liked this life the best!
.
The gray slate headstones frightened you,
When from Christ Church your father brought
You here on Sunday afternoon,
And told you that this world was nought;
.
And you spelled out the carven names
Of people who beneath the sod,
Hidden away from mortal eyes,
Were at the mercy of their God.
.
You had been taught that He was great—
You only hoped He might be good—
An awful thought that you must join
This silent neighborhood!
.
Did you grow up to womanhood
In Heaven, and did you soon lose sight,
Because you are so happy there,
Of this world's troubles infinite?
.
No one remembers now the day
They buried you on Copp's Hill-side;
No one remembers you, or grieves
And misses you, because you died.
.
I see the grave and serious men
And pious women, meek and mild,
Walk two by two in company,
The mourners for this little child.
.
The harbor glistened in the sun;
The bell in Christ Church steeple tolled;
And all her playmates cried for her—
Miss Polly Townsend, nine years old.
⚘
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