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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539682" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Death of the Rev. Dr. Wilson</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas in the year of 1888 and on the 17th of January<br>That the late Rev. Dr. Wilson's soul fled away;<br>The generous-hearted Dr. had been ailing for some time,<br>But death, with his dart, did pierce the heart of the learned divine. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was a man of open countenance and of great ability,<br>And late minister of Free St. Paul's Church, Dundee,<br>And during the twenty-nine years he remained as minister in Dundee<br>He struggled hard for the well-being of the community. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was the author of several works concerning great men,<br>In particular the Memoirs of Dr. Candlish and Christ turning His face towards Jerusalem;<br>Which is well worthy of perusal, I'm sure,<br>Because the style is concise and the thoughts clear and pure. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And as for his age, he was in his eightieth year,<br>And has left a family of one son and five daughters dear,<br>And for his loss they will shed many a tear,<br>Because in their hearts they loved him most dear. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was a man of a very kindly turn,<br>And many of his old members for him will mourn,<br>Because as a preacher he was possessed of courage bold,<br>Just like one of Covenanting heroes of old. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I hope he is landed safe on Canaan's bright shore,<br>To sing with bright angels for evermore<br>Around that golden throne where God's family doth meet<br>To sing songs night and day, most sacred and sweet. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The coffin containing the remains was brought on Tuesday evening from Edinboro,<br>And as the relatives witnessed its departure their hearts were full of sorrow,<br>And the remains were laid inside Free St. Paul's Church, Dundee,<br>And interred on Wednesday in the Western Cemetery. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The funeral service began at half-past one o'clock in the afternoon,<br>And with people the church was filled very soon,<br>And the coffin was placed in the centre of the platform,<br>And the lid was covered with wreaths which did the coffin adorn. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There were beautiful wreaths from the grandchildren of the deceased,<br>Whom I hope is now from all troubles released<br>Also there were wreaths from Mrs and Miss Young, Windsor Street, Dundee,<br>Which certainly were most beautiful to see. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Besides the tributes of Miss Morrison and Miss H. Morrison were a beautiful sight,<br>Also the tributes of Miss Strong and Mr I. Martin White,<br>Also Mrs and the Misses Henderson's, West Park, Dundee,<br>Besides the Misses White Springrove were magnificent to me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The members and office-bearers of the church filled the pews on the right,<br>Which was a very impressive and solemn sight;<br>And psalms and hymns were sung by the congregation,<br>And the Rev. W. I. Cox concluded the service with great veneration. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the coffin was carried from the church and placed in the hearse,<br>While the congregation allowed the friends to disperse,<br>Then followed the congregation without delay,<br>Some to join the procession, while others went home straightaway. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The procession consisted of the hearse and 47 carriages no less,<br>Which were drawn up in the Nethergate, I do confess,<br>And as the cortege passed slowly along the Nethergate,<br>Large crowds watched the procession and ungrudgingly did wait. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when the hearse reached the cemetery the Rev. R. Waterson offered up a prayer,<br>Then the coffin was lowered into the grave by the pall-bearers there;<br>'Twas then the friends began to my for their sorrow was profound,<br>Then along with the people assembled there they left the burying-ground.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Topaz+McGonagall">William Topaz McGonagall</a><div class=q>
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