O THOU! whose steps in sacred reverence tread These lone dominions of the silent dead; On this sad stone a pious look bestow, Nor uninstructed read this tale of woe; And while the sigh of sorrow heaves thy breast, Let each rebellious murmur be suppress'd; Heaven's hidden ways to trace, for us how vain! Heaven's wise decrees, how impious to arraign! Pure from the stains of a polluted age, In early bloom of life they left the stage: Not doom'd in lingering woe to waste their breath, One moment snatch'd them from the power of Death: They lived united, and united died; Happy the friends whom Death cannot divide! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BIRD'S ANGER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW; IN MEMORIAM by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON VALENTINES TO MY MOTHER: 1877 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 42. AL-JAMIL by EDWIN ARNOLD PASSIO XL MARTYRUM by ARTHUR E. BAKER OTHER LITTLE SHIPS by EDNA BINTLIFF ULYSSES BUILDS HIS BED by JEAN DE BOSSCHERE |