Hannah Cooper Monument

Memorial to Hannah Cooper located on NYS Route 51 two miles south of the village of Morris, NY. The text below is carved in the sculptured marble monument which takes the shape of a single pillar supporting a large urn.

For thee, sweet maid!
Resplendent beams of thought,
Wisdoms rich love,
By Seraphs hands, were given,
Thy spotless soul
Thy pure effulgence caught,
It sparkled, was exhaled -
And went to Heaven.

Twas thine
To animate life's swift career,
Mild, modest, artless,
Innocently gay.
Twas there to fill an higher
Nobler sphere
With sainted spirits
In the realms of day
Thy native word
With diamond pen enroll'd
Beyond this sculptured
Monument shall live
And Charity
of fair ethereal world
A lasting tribute
To Thy memory give.

The sculptured marble
The recording tomb,
Shall mould'ring perish
In the hand of time,
Thy weeping friends,
Be gathered to their home,
and memory cease
To mark thy shrine.

Some hoary moss,
Some drooping willow'd shade,
Or decent sod,
Or still more humble drift,
Shall guard the spot
Where thou art laid,
In long
Oblivious silence lost.

Yet shall thy virtues
Thou dear sainted maid,
By friends transmitted
Thro' succeeding years;
Be still remembered
Till e'en time shall fade,
When thou released
From mortal cares,
Shall live triumphant
In a happier world.

Sacred to the Memory of
Miss Hannah Cooper, Daughter
of the Hon'ble William Cooper
and Elizabeth, his Wife.
In the bloom of youth, in perfect
health, and surrounded with her
virtues
On the 10th day of Septem' 1800
She was instantly translated from
this world
Thrown from her horse on the Spot
on which this monument is erected
Sensible, gentle, amiable
In life beloved and in death lamented
By all who knew her
Unconscious of her own perfections
She was a stranger to all ambition
but that of doing good.

By her death
The tender joys of an affectionate
father, The fond expectations of
a delighted mother
In an instant were blasted.

Passenger Stop!
And for a moment reflect
That neither accomplishments of
Person
Nor great improvement of mind
Nor yet greater goodness of heart,
Can arrest the hand of death
But she was prepared for that
immortality in which she believed
And of which she was worthy.
This monument is erected
by a friend; This day of January
1801