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IN TUSCANY: MINOR NOTES; TWELVE RISPETTI: 9 by CORA RANDALL FABBRI

First Line: I SAW A GRAVE BENEATH A CYPRESS-TREE
Last Line: I WOULD THAT GRAVE WERE MINE, AND I WERE THERE.
Subject(s): GRAVES; TOMBS; TOMBSTONES;
I saw a grave beneath a cypress-tree,
Forgotten, with no cross, no name, no prayer.
But Spring remembered what men would not see,
And, like white angels' smiles, set flowers there.
The blithe birds passed across with songs of Spring,
And where men would not pause they paused to sing.
Where no men prayed, the moonlight was a prayer ...
I would that grave were mine, and I were there.



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