TRIBUTARY VERSES

                     To the Memory of

   DR PATRICK NEWBIGGING,

            Who Died 10th January, 1864.

"The Just shall be in everlasting remembrance."

They have laid him to rest in a dreamless bed,
Where the turf on his pillow is green
And now he reposes his honoured head,
With the Great and the Good that have been.

And sweet be his slumbers, though early to rest,
For he finished his labours with joy :
And now he has gone to the Land of the Blest,
To engage in a nobler employ.

Much loved, and lamented, his excellent name
Shall live in the love of our heart ;
And fondly we'll cherish the truth of his fame,
Till the breath of our being depart.

Oh ! many will miss him, who gratefully knew
His worth, when they needed him most ;
And the poor little sick ones will weep for him too,
When they think on the friend they have lost.

No more shall we meet, as we often have done,
The smile of his generous eye ;
The fight has been fought, and the victory won,
And he dwells with the sainted on High.

The buds and the blossoms of Spring shall appear,
And mantle the garden with bloom ;
But their dew-drops will blend with the sorrowful tear
That mourners will shed at his tomb.

And oh ! may the Loved Ones that lonely remain,
Have this—as their blessedness given,
That, parted on earth, they may gather again
With him—at the portals of Heaven.

                                                         A. Y.

EDINBURGH, 30th January, 1864.