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. The Mermaid
2. To a Friend, Whom I Had Not Seen Since My Childhood
3. Zante
4. On an Æolian Harp
5. The Wee Flower of the Heather

Caroline Clive (Каролина Клайв) The Grave ("I STOOD within the grave's o'ershadowing vault")

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1652

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