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The Old Linebrook Cemetery is located at the the corner of Linebrook and Newbury Roads in Ipswich, MA. Although someone was buried here in 1725, the burial ground was used infrequently until the 1770s. All photos donated by and copyright © of Bill Boyington.
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In memory of
Deacon Abraham Howe
who departed this life
Novr 5th 1797 Ætat 71.

When can I read my title clear,
to mansions in the skies,
to bid farewell to every fear,
and wipe my weeping eyes,
should earth against my soul engage,
and Hell its darts be hurl'd,
then I can smile at Satan's rage,
and face a frowning world.

Let cares like a wild deluge come,
and storms of sorrow fall,
may I but safely reach my home,
my God, my heav'n, my all.
There I shall bathe my weary soul,
in seas of heave'nly rest,
and not a wave of trouble roll,
across my peaceful breast.

J. Marble Sculptor Bradford.
(stone is broken and most of this was copied from Bruce Laing's website, http://home.comcast.net/~brucelaing/Old_Linebrook_Cemetery.htm)
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In memory of 
Deacon Abraham Howe 
who departed this life
Novr 5th 1797 Ætat 71.

When can I read my title clear, 
to mansions in the skies, 
to bid farewell to every fear, 
and wipe my weeping eyes, 
should earth against my soul engage, 
and Hell its darts be hurl'd, 
then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
and face a frowning world. 

Let cares like a wild deluge come, 
and storms of sorrow fall, 
may I but safely reach my home, 
my God, my heav'n, my all. 
There I shall bathe my weary soul, 
in seas of heave'nly rest, 
and not a wave of trouble roll, 
across my peaceful breast. 

J. Marble Sculptor Bradford.
(stone is broken and most of  this was copied from Bruce Laing's website,  http://home.comcast.net/~brucelaing/Old_Linebrook_Cemetery.htm)

In memory of
Deacon Abraham Howe
who departed this life
Novr 5th 1797 Ætat 71.

When can I read my title clear,
to mansions in the skies,
to bid farewell to every fear,
and wipe my weeping eyes,
should earth against my soul engage,
and Hell its darts be hurl'd,
then I can smile at Satan's rage,
and face a frowning world.

Let cares like a wild deluge come,
and storms of sorrow fall,
may I but safely reach my home,
my God, my heav'n, my all.
There I shall bathe my weary soul,
in seas of heave'nly rest,
and not a wave of trouble roll,
across my peaceful breast.

J. Marble Sculptor Bradford.
(stone is broken and most of this was copied from Bruce Laing's website, http://home.comcast.net/~brucelaing/Old_Linebrook_Cemetery.htm)
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