Few may have been gifted with her genius, but all can imitate her virtues. There is a universality in the holy sense of duty that regulated her life. Few young ladies will be called on to renounce the Muses for domestic duties; but many may imitate Lucretia Davidson's meek self-sacrifice, by relinquishing some favorite pursuit, some darling object, for the sake of an humble and unpraised duty; and, if few can attain her excellence, all may imitate her in gentleness, humility, industry, and fidelity to her domestic affections. We may apply to her the beautiful lines in which she describes one of those
Float in light visions round the poet's head."
With lavish Nature's richest loveliness;
Such I have often seen in Fancy's eye,
Beings too bright for dull mortality.
I've seen them in the visions of the night,
I've faintly seen them when enough of light
And dim distinctness gave them to my gaze,
As forms of other worlds or brighter days."
This memoir may be fitly concluded by the following "Tribute to the Memory of my Sister," by Margaret Davidson, who was but two years old at the time of Lucretia's death, and whom she often mentions with peculiar fondness. The lines were written at the age of eleven. May we be allowed to say, that the mantle of the elder sister has fallen on the younger, and that she seems to be a second impersonation of her spirit?
Like the floweret which drops in its verdure and bloom;
