I'm almost embarrassed to admit that my child is descended from this guy, but I figured I'd share anyway. :-) (Thanks to Randy's obituary for Ari, by the way, I now know which "Coventry" Ari is talking about!) Transcribed exactly from the original: A Sons Farewell Soliloquy ------------------------- Farewell Dear Father kind farewell Since I must sease with thee to dwell Dry up these tears and cease thy moan Dear father since I must be gone Those tears which from thine eyes do flow Remind me of the love I owe Yet when I leave fair Coventry Dear father, weep no more for me Farewell dear Mother kind and true Whilst now I take my last Adieu The thots that I your arms must leave My tender heart doth sorely grieve O mother Dear my fondest care Who oft my griefs was wont to share O now suppress those tears I see Dear Mother weep no more for me Dear Parents though I take my leave Dont let it cause your hearts to grieve But trust in him who reigns above He,l [sic] shield the children of his love Then shoul [sic] his praises his name applaud Let his pure love be spread abroad Yet hear my words which here you see Dear parents weep no more for me Farewell Dear Brothers walk in grace That you may run a christian race Let love through all your actions shine That virtue may your hearts combine When ere your thoughts on me do rove Concider [sic] we are found in love Enjoy those thoughts on unity Yet Brothers weep no more for me [On the other side of the page] Farewell Dear Sisters of my heart O let me now my wish impart May you grow strong in faith and love To fit [?] you for the [unclear] above God grant you may [?] your stations It is consistent with his will That you may ever happy be [unclear] weep no more for me Farewell Companions of my youth May you abound in grace and truth And though I take this warm Adieu While roveing [?] still I'll think of you While thousand snares [?] expose my life In roving [?] ore this world of strife Though you may dwell in unity Think not, Dear friends, to weep for me Dear parents, Brothers, Sisters too And friends, I've bid you all adieu Let us conduct a life of woe With patients through this world below And strive to meet in courts above Where wings of time shall cease to move Then may we ever happy be So Farewell friends weep not for me Ari T Boynton Writing Coventry December the 26 1822