Eunice was the daughter of Hale Waite and Elizabeth Stanwood.
Following was copied from the book"The poets of Maine" compiled by By George Bancroft Griffith"
EUNICE HALE WAITE COBB
"This lady was born in Kennebunk, Jan. 27,1803. She was married in Hallowell, Maine to Rev. Sylvanus Cobb, D. D., Sept. 10,1822, and was a devoted and efficient help-mate throughout his long and laborious life. Her eldest son, Sylvanus Jr., derived much of his noted faculty for story-telling from her practice of 'telling him stories—often continued from evening to evening, as he sat at her feet when a child. She wrote hymns, and occasional poems, and obituary lines, which comforted many sorrowing hearts. In all her poetry a faith in God, the Universal Father, was expressed. As a public speaker she was very persuasive and convincing. She was the first female president of the Ladies' Physiological Institute,of Boston, and served it in that capacity for some fifteen years. She had always desired to die in the old rocking-chair in which her mother and grandmother died, while the Sabbath morning bells were ringing. Her wish was gratified. In East Boston, at the residence of her son, George Winslow Cobb. on Sabbath morning. May 2,1880, while the church bells were ringing, and sitting in the old chair she loved so much—while holding her grandson Albert's hand—she passed peacefully away. With her last breath she exclaimed, " Oh, this is glorlous" Death opened to her sight the realities of heaven, which had been the object of her steadfast faith in life."
Following was copied from the book"The poets of Maine" compiled by By George Bancroft Griffith"
EUNICE HALE WAITE COBB
"This lady was born in Kennebunk, Jan. 27,1803. She was married in Hallowell, Maine to Rev. Sylvanus Cobb, D. D., Sept. 10,1822, and was a devoted and efficient help-mate throughout his long and laborious life. Her eldest son, Sylvanus Jr., derived much of his noted faculty for story-telling from her practice of 'telling him stories—often continued from evening to evening, as he sat at her feet when a child. She wrote hymns, and occasional poems, and obituary lines, which comforted many sorrowing hearts. In all her poetry a faith in God, the Universal Father, was expressed. As a public speaker she was very persuasive and convincing. She was the first female president of the Ladies' Physiological Institute,of Boston, and served it in that capacity for some fifteen years. She had always desired to die in the old rocking-chair in which her mother and grandmother died, while the Sabbath morning bells were ringing. Her wish was gratified. In East Boston, at the residence of her son, George Winslow Cobb. on Sabbath morning. May 2,1880, while the church bells were ringing, and sitting in the old chair she loved so much—while holding her grandson Albert's hand—she passed peacefully away. With her last breath she exclaimed, " Oh, this is glorlous" Death opened to her sight the realities of heaven, which had been the object of her steadfast faith in life."
Eunice was the daughter of Hale Waite and Elizabeth Stanwood.
Following was copied from the book"The poets of Maine" compiled by By George Bancroft Griffith"
EUNICE HALE WAITE COBB
"This lady was born in Kennebunk, Jan. 27,1803. She was married in Hallowell, Maine to Rev. Sylvanus Cobb, D. D., Sept. 10,1822, and was a devoted and efficient help-mate throughout his long and laborious life. Her eldest son, Sylvanus Jr., derived much of his noted faculty for story-telling from her practice of 'telling him stories—often continued from evening to evening, as he sat at her feet when a child. She wrote hymns, and occasional poems, and obituary lines, which comforted many sorrowing hearts. In all her poetry a faith in God, the Universal Father, was expressed. As a public speaker she was very persuasive and convincing. She was the first female president of the Ladies' Physiological Institute,of Boston, and served it in that capacity for some fifteen years. She had always desired to die in the old rocking-chair in which her mother and grandmother died, while the Sabbath morning bells were ringing. Her wish was gratified. In East Boston, at the residence of her son, George Winslow Cobb. on Sabbath morning. May 2,1880, while the church bells were ringing, and sitting in the old chair she loved so much—while holding her grandson Albert's hand—she passed peacefully away. With her last breath she exclaimed, " Oh, this is glorlous" Death opened to her sight the realities of heaven, which had been the object of her steadfast faith in life."
Following was copied from the book"The poets of Maine" compiled by By George Bancroft Griffith"
EUNICE HALE WAITE COBB
"This lady was born in Kennebunk, Jan. 27,1803. She was married in Hallowell, Maine to Rev. Sylvanus Cobb, D. D., Sept. 10,1822, and was a devoted and efficient help-mate throughout his long and laborious life. Her eldest son, Sylvanus Jr., derived much of his noted faculty for story-telling from her practice of 'telling him stories—often continued from evening to evening, as he sat at her feet when a child. She wrote hymns, and occasional poems, and obituary lines, which comforted many sorrowing hearts. In all her poetry a faith in God, the Universal Father, was expressed. As a public speaker she was very persuasive and convincing. She was the first female president of the Ladies' Physiological Institute,of Boston, and served it in that capacity for some fifteen years. She had always desired to die in the old rocking-chair in which her mother and grandmother died, while the Sabbath morning bells were ringing. Her wish was gratified. In East Boston, at the residence of her son, George Winslow Cobb. on Sabbath morning. May 2,1880, while the church bells were ringing, and sitting in the old chair she loved so much—while holding her grandson Albert's hand—she passed peacefully away. With her last breath she exclaimed, " Oh, this is glorlous" Death opened to her sight the realities of heaven, which had been the object of her steadfast faith in life."
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