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. Headache
2. To a Departing Friend
3. To Science
4. The Wee Flower of the Heather
5. A View of Death

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

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1800

Последние стихотворения

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