Letter from Frances Miller Seward to Lazette Miller Worden, April, 1853
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Letter from Frances Miller Seward to Lazette Miller Worden, April, 1853
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Distributor:Seward Family Digital Archive
Institution:University of Rochester
Repository:Rare Books and Special Collections
Date:1853-04
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Letter from Frances Miller Seward to Lazette Miller Worden, April, 1853
action: sent
sender: Frances Seward
Birth: 1805-09-24
Death: 1865-06-21
location: Unknown
receiver: Lazette Worden
Birth: 1803-11-01
Death: 1875-10-03
location: UnknownUnknown
transcription: lmd
revision: tap 2019-03-27
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“May the bright beams of happiness ever be thine
And blest be each being that’s dear to thy heart
Friends warm and sincere, as thyself mayest thou find
Whose presence like thine can true pleasure impart.”
“Farewell! if ever fondest prayer
For other’s weal availed on high
Mine will not all be lost in air
But waft thy name beyond the sky.”
When you read these lines think of your affectionate sister Lazette.
Troy 1822
My dear Sister, You wrote this more
than 30 years ago– it is pleasant to think
our love since that time has rather
increased than diminished– it will be
perfected hereafter–
Frances–
April 1853–
“May the bright beams of happiness ever be thine
And blest be each being that’s dear to thy heart
Friends warm and sincere, as thyself mayest thou find
Whose presence like thine can true pleasure impart.”
“Farewell! if ever fondest prayer
For other’s weal availed on high
Mine will not all be lost in air
But waft thy name beyond the sky.”
When you read these lines think of your affectionate sister Lazette.
Troy 1822
My dear Sister, You wrote this more
than 30 years ago– it is pleasant to think
our love since that time has rather
increased than diminished– it will be
perfected hereafter–
Frances–
April 1853–