(d. Apr. 11, 1890)
Placed on the porch at Coffee Exchange, Providence, RI.
Quote is from Merrick's letters:
"'Tis true my form is something odd,
But blaming me is blaming God;
Could I create myself anew
I would not fail in pleasing you.
If I could reach from pole to pole
Or grasp the ocean with a span,
I would be measured by the soul;
The mind's the standard of the man."
- adapted from a poem by Isaac Watts