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ROSE OF SHARON:
M DCCC XLIV.
Miss SARAH C. EDGARTON.
A. TOMPKINS AND B. B. MUSSEY.
Entered according to the Act of Congress, in the year 1843,
By Abel TOMPKINS, in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of Massachusetts.
WM. A. HALL & co.'s PRESS,
No. 12 WATER STREET.
Why should we spend our time in writing a preface, since so few will read it? And yet a preface must as necessarily be written as the title-page or the finis; for though a parent's enumeration of her daughter's accomplishments, and an editor's commendation of his own performances, very naturally savor of exaggeration, and are, therefore, not to receive implicit confidence, yet to usher one's progeny into the world with no letter of introduction to those whose favor it claims, would be equally discourteous and ill-advised.
We have but to say, however, that as faithfully as our abilities, and the materials with which we were furnished, would permit, we have endeavored to perform our annual task. This task has been both pleasant and improving; and we cannot allow this opportunity to pass, without expressing our grateful appreciation of the kindness of those who have assisted and lightened it. Difficult, indeed, would have been our duty, had it not been thus generously aided; and none can feel more sensibly than an editor, how dependent we, every one of us, are, on the sympathy and fellowship of our friends. God bless them!
It is hardly becoming in us to allude individually to the contents of this volume. We believe none is without its value. Yet it is difficult to refrain from inviting the attention of the younger portion of our female readers to the character of “Emma," so beautifully and truthfully portrayed by the pen of one who had frequent access to the inner sanctuary of her being. It is a character to be studied, remembered, and applied. It is beautiful, progressive, and harmonious.
Many a parent's breast will be touched and soothed by the unaffected pathos and sweet simplicity of the poem entitled “A Vent to the Heart.” We commend it to all who are mourning over the little flowers, withered and swept from their hearthstones. Look up, and see them blooming on God's bosom!
Finally, with an humble and serious heart, we commend our little “Rose” to the fostering dews of friendly favor; hoping for all kindness received, it may dispense a tribute of beauty and sweetness in return. It has a home-mission — may God bless its performance!