Eliza Acton (Элиза Актон)

The Grave

There is a low and lonely place of rest,
Upon whose couch the worn and wearied frame
Reposes in forgetfulness,—and there,
The streaming eye of misery is clos'd
In sweet and dreamless slumber;—on that bed
The painful beatings of the breaking heart
Are hush'd to stillness; and the harrowing pangs
Of hopeless agony, are felt no more!
Around that silent dwelling-place, the veil
Of darkness curtains closely:—not a sigh,
Nor lightest whisp'ring of the summer-wind
Steals on the breathless and eternal calm,
Which o'er that region spreads its canopy!

1. Revenge
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3. Venice
4. Come to My Grave
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Lucretia Davidson (Лукреция Дэвидсон) The Grave ("There is a spot so still and dreary")

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