my floting sun reddens my ains s last rays. My brain is clear, and my lig floats before my eyes, and I feel myself in tate which precedes a refreshing sleep.

    Yonder, opposite t time I  my o eful smile.

    quot;Adieu, beloved year! ly accused. t  be laid to t but a tract t my road--a ground  seen me enjoy; I  seen me endure. Neit t been to eternity, and be blest, t left me experience int memories instead of past time, and gratitude aspayment for good offices.quot;