Sacred to the memory of/ROBERT E. JACKSON/who departed this life/on the 7th day of July/1848/aged 21 years/When booming youth is snatch'd away/By death's restless hand,/Our hearts the mournful tribute pay/Which pity must demand./While pity prompts the rising sigh/O may this truth impress'd/with [illegible] power I too may die -/Sink deep in every breast.