The Lady Mary Villiers lies Under this stone; with weeping eyes The parents that first gave her birth, And their sad friends, laid her in earth. If any of them, reader, were Known unto thee, shed a tear; Or if thyself possess a gem As dear to thee as this to them Though a stranger to this place, Bewail in theirs thy own hard case, For thou, perhaps, at thy return May'st find thy darling in an urn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RAIN by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES ABRAHAM LINCOLN WALKS AT MIDNIGHT by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY NEW HEAVEN, NEW WAR by ROBERT SOUTHWELL EDWIN MORRIS; OR, THE LAKE by ALFRED TENNYSON ARAB LOVE SONG by FRANCIS THOMPSON THE PRAYER OF AGASSIZ by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER FOUR SONNETS: 1 by FRANK DAVIS ASHBURN |