Lucretia Maria Davidson (Лукреция Мария Дэвидсон)

The Grave

There is a spot so still and dreary,
It is a pillow to the weary;
It is so solemn and so lone,
That grief forgets to heave a groan.

There life's storms can enter never;
There 't is dark and lonely ever;
The mourner there shall seek repose,
And there the wanderer's journey close.

1. Cupid’s Bower
2. To a Friend, Whom I Had Not Seen Since My Childhood
3. The Wee Flower of the Heather
4. Farewell to Miss E. B.
5. On the Death of the Beautiful Mrs.--

Eliza Acton (Элиза Актон) The Grave ("There is a low and lonely place of rest")

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